-Excerpted from Song Shen's "A Red Calyx on Penglai Pavilion"
Deep and quiet footsteps. The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the snow is not completely over. Jianqu cold sand, Maolin tobacco, pitching through the ages China's time is late and he is drifting away. Who wants me to carry the five lakes boat together? Gu Song is tilted, the cliff is covered with old moss, and there is a clear sadness.
Looking back at the end of the world is like a dream, several souls fly to xipu and tears spill over Dongzhou. The mountains and rivers of ancient countries and the bosom of ancient gardens are still the steps that Rainbow can climb. What is the most negative, makeup mirror, good country, why travel at this time! In order to call the crazy song old prison, * * * was assigned to eliminate worries.
Explanation:
Stepping into the deep winding path, the clouds are yellow and the sky is light, and the chill of the residual snow has not stopped. A clear Jinghu Lake reflects shallow and cold slots, dilapidated Lanting, lush bamboo forests and overgrown grass, all of which are caged in the sadness of light smoke, leaning back and leaning down, and the years are long. As I get older, I wander farther and farther, and I don't know where the end is. Who can be with me, far away from the chaos of the world, and cross the five lakes in a flat boat?
Beside the ancient stone steps, hanging upside down and dying, the shadow of the cliff is covered with moss and mottled old times, and the desolate scenery is sad. Looking back, I was wandering alone in the end of the world, on the way to my hometown, only in my dreams, I flew to xipu several times and cried in Dongzhou. But now I miss the mountains and rivers in my hometown of Rainbow, and I feel sad that I can't go upstairs.
It is a pity that Qin Wangshan is like a beautiful beauty, putting on makeup and combing the mirror lake. Jiangshan is so beautiful, but it is ravaged by other people's hands. Why do you revisit your old place at this time? Oh, call me a drunk by the mirror lake. I want to sing poetry and drink with him to dispel a deep worry.
2, broad sky, homesickness.
Zhang Jiuling's Night Tour of Xijiang River in Tang Dynasty.
Where are people at night? Visit the moon in Chengtan. Long and spacious, longing for home.
Foreign objects are quiet and undisturbed, and the flow is clear. Thinking of returning to the forest for a change of leaves, I am worried about sitting on Watson.
There are Tingzhou cranes, which ring at night.
Explanation:
It's a long night, where is the old friend going? Sail under the Bibo jathyapple. Heaven and earth are empty and homesickness is unforgettable. The scenery outside is worry-free, and the clear river flows freely. Thinking of homesickness, I left home for many years, sitting in the silent night with homesickness, letting the cold dew grow and wet my sleeves. At this time, there are also white cranes on the sandbars in the river. At night and at dawn, it suddenly sounds long and scary.
Cong Ju cried a few days ago, and the lonely boat is the heart of her hometown.
From Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity in Tang Dynasty.
Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia bleak. Between the river and the sky, the waves are rough and the clouds are covered with fog.
Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat. Cold clothes push knives and rulers everywhere, and Baidicheng is anxious.
Explanation:
Maple trees gradually withered and damaged under the erosion of dew in late autumn, and Wushan and Wuxia were also shrouded in bleak and gloomy fog. The waves in Wuxia Gorge are monstrous, and the dark clouds above seem to be pressing on the ground, and the world is gloomy. Bloom has been driving for two years. Looking at the blooming flowers and thinking that I haven't been home for two years, I can't help crying. The ship is still tied to the shore. Although I can't go back to the East and wander outside, my heart is always tied to my hometown.
We are rushing to make clothes to keep out the cold in winter, and the anvil knocking on cold clothes in Baidicheng is as tight as a crack. It seems that another year has passed, and my yearning for my hometown has become more dignified and deeper.
4, this nocturne has the taste of breaking willows, and no one can afford to miss it.
From Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night/Smelling the flute in Luoyang on a Spring Night" in the Tang Dynasty.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. ?
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Explanation:
Who's exquisite flute secretly sends out melodious flute sound, which flutters with the spring breeze and spreads all over Luoyang. Who can't help but miss their hometown when they hear the tune of Broken Willow on this night?
The spring in Luoyang is good, and the talents in Luoyang are old in other places.
Bodhisattva Man, Good Spring in Luoyang City by Wei Zhuang in Tang Dynasty.
The spring in Luoyang city is good, and Luoyang talents are always in other places. At this time, Liu's heart turned to loss.
Peach blossoms spring water, bathing in the water. I hate Yu Hui, but I don't know Jun Jun.
Explanation:
Bloom is warm in spring, and Vientiane is renewed. Luoyang city, beautiful spring. However, I am a prodigal son, but I can only wander in different places and die of old age. On the levee in front of Wang Wei, willows are harmonious and shaded. And there is a secret pain in my heart, full of sadness and melancholy. Peach blossom is purple, spring water is green, smoke cage is Liu Di, and water bath is Yuanyang.
This thing comes out in pairs and stays together, which reminds me of the sadness of being separated from others forever. Without explanation, I had to dissolve the sadness of a cavity of acacia into the afterglow of the sunset. Distant people, distant old country, you know, I am thinking of you!