Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion Early Tang Dynasty Wang Bo's old county in Nanchang and new mansion in Hongdu. The star is divided into Wing Zhen (zhěn), and the ground is connected to Henglu. It embraces the three rivers and brings the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ou (ōu) to cross. The treasures are abundant, the dragon's light shines on the ruins of the Niu Dou; the outstanding people and places, Xu Ru sits on Chen Fan's bed. Xiongzhou is surrounded by fog and stars, and the Taihuang (huáng) rests at the intersection of Yi and Xia. The guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The commander-in-chief, Yan Gong, is looking forward to his elegant appearance, and his ji (jǐ) is coming from afar; Yu Wen, the fan of Xinzhou, is stationed temporarily. During the ten-day vacation, there are many successful friends; I am welcomed from thousands of miles away, and the house is full of distinguished friends. The soaring dragon and the phoenix are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; the purple lightning and green frost are the arsenal of General Wang. The master of the family is the butler, and the road is well-known; how can a boy know that he will be rewarded with victory? The time is September, and the sequence belongs to Sanqiu. The water is exhausted and the cold pond is clear. The smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. Yan(yǎn)騑(cān fēi) is on the road, visiting the scenery in Chong'a. Visit Changzhou, the emperor's son, and find the immortal's old pavilion. The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above them; the flying pavilions flow with elixirs, and there is no ground below. Heting (tīng) Fuzhu (fú) Zhu, the lingering (yíng) back of the poor island; Guidianlan Palace, the shape of the hills and mountains. Phi embroidered Ta (tà), bowed carved beast (méng). The mountains are vast and wide, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified. Lu (lǘ) Yan (yán) pounces on the ground, the home of bells and tripods; Ge (gě) Jian Mijin, the axis of green birds and yellow dragons (zhú). The clouds are clear and the rain is clear, and the color is bright. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the poor Pengli shore; the wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu. The distant lapel is smooth, and the joy is flying. The cool breeze blows and the cool breeze blows, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop (è). The green bamboos in the Sui Garden are as bright as the Qi Pengze's bottles; the vermilion flowers in the Ye River are shining on the brushes of Linchuan. Four beauties, two are difficult to combine. I am poor in watching Xiao in the middle of the sky, and I am extremely entertained in my spare time. The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel the infinity of the universe. When joy and sorrow come, I realize that there are countless ups and downs. I hope that Chang'an will be safe under the sun, and that Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extreme but the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high and the northern star is far away. The mountains are difficult to cross, and those who have lost their way feel sad; meeting each other by chance is a guest from a foreign land. When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty? Alas! The fortunes are not good, and the fate is misfortune (chuǎn); Feng Tang is easy to grow old, but Li Guang is difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi (yì) in Changsha is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong travels to Haiqu, is there no bright time? I rely on a gentleman to see an opportunity and an expert to know his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather have a white-headed heart; when you are poor and strong, you will not fall into the clouds. Drinking from the greedy spring makes you feel refreshed, and you feel happy when you are in a dry rut. Although Beihai is on credit, it can be picked up if it swings; the east corner is gone, but it is not too late to mulberry trees. Meng Chang was noble and noble, and he spared no time to serve his country; Ruan Ji was rampant, how could he cry at the end of the road? Bo, with a small life of three feet, is a scholar who has no way to ask for a tassel, waiting for the weak crown (guàn) of the final army. He gave up his hairpin (zān) and wat (hù) for hundreds of years, and served him thousands of miles in the morning and dusk. It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, but it is the neighbor of the Meng family. He is getting closer to the court day by day, chatting (tāo) to accompany the carp; now I am holding my sleeve (mèi), and I am happy to support the dragon gate. When Yang Yi doesn't meet, he touches Ling Yun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets him, why should he be ashamed to play the flowing water? Woohoo! The scenic spot does not last forever, and the grand feast is hard to come back; the Orchid Pavilion is gone, and the ruins of Zizeqiu are gone. The parting words are due to the kindness of Wei Xie; the climb to a high place to compose a poem is the wish of the public. Dare to express your contempt, respectfully and briefly introduce it; every word is full of poems, and all four rhymes are completed; please sprinkle the Pan River, and each one will pour the land, sea and clouds. "Poetry of Prince Teng's Pavilion" The high pavilion of Prince Teng is located near Jiangzhu, and he wears a jade-colored mingluan while singing and dancing. The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk. The shadows in Xianyuntan Lake are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns. Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River flows emptyly outside the threshold