Lyle Song, a collection of Yuefu poems in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
Original poem
Song of Chile
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is gray and wild. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
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The vast plain of Chile, just under the mountains thousands of miles away, is like a dome tent in the sky, boundless and covered with Yuan Ye in all directions. The sky is blue and Yuan Ye is boundless. The wind blew, and the grass fell low, revealing many cattle and sheep that had been hidden in the grass.
2. The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
A Night in a Foreign Land by the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu.
Original poem
One night abroad.
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
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The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward. Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick. What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.
3. Mangroves and green hills are inclined, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless.
From the Song Dynasty poet Ouyang Xiu's "You Chun San in Fengle Pavilion"
Original poem
Spring outing in Fengle Pavilion (3)
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
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Red flowers are full of trees, green hills are faint, and the sun sets during the day. In the vast countryside, green grass is endless, and people who travel in spring don't care if spring will go. They come and go in front of Fengle Pavilion.
4, the spring breeze blows blue, the spring clouds reflect green, and the dreams are fragrant.
From the Song Dynasty poet Gao's Youth Wandering Grass.
Original poem
Youth sightseeing grass
Spring breeze blows blue, spring clouds reflect green, and dreams are fragrant. Soft lining flying flowers, looking at running water from a distance, looking at incense dust from a distance. ?
Jiangnan how much hate, recall Cui Luo skirt. Cold idle doors, lonely ancient roads, misty rain and melancholy people.
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The spring breeze turned the grass green. Against the white clouds, the grass looks green and lovely. It was in Xiao's love that I saw this lush grassland. Petals gently fall on the soft grass, and fluffy grass extends to the sky with running water. At first glance, the traces of Iraqis have been blocked by boundless grass, and spring hates parting. The lush grass covered the footprints of Iraqis, leaving people with a lot of lovesickness and hatred, reminding people of the verdant Cui Luo skirt. Empty courtyards and lonely ancient roads are shrouded in misty rain, evoking people's melancholy.
5, cattle and horses put more spring grass, Harada plowed the ancient monument.
From Zhou Pu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, "Nostalgia for Qin Zhou in Spring"
Original poem
Qin huaichun
I hope to disappear in the wilderness, and the river lingers in distant villages.
Cattle and horses put more spring grass, and Harada plowed ancient monuments.
It's late in the snowy mountains, smoke from cooking stoves is accompanied by sunset, and the shadows of trees are faint.
Wan Li Huangsha, it's hard to look back at Qinyuan.
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Looking at the suburbs in spring, watching the water mirror winding away and surrounding distant villages, infinite sadness rises from my chest. Many cattle and horses eat grass, which leads to the exhaustion of the original spring grass. Cultivated land, discovered historical sites, and confirmed that this is the hometown of Qin State. Snow-covered mountains become more boundless at dusk; Sunset accompanied by clouds and smoke makes the forest darker. After a few miles, it was still covered with yellow sand. It's too desolate. Think about the prosperity of this Qin land in those days, it's really unbearable to look back.