Lin Sheng's Poetry Translations
Lin Sheng's "Inscription on Lin 'an Mansion" translated as: West Lake is surrounded by green mountains and pavilions that can't be seen. When can the singing and dancing on the lake boats stop? The warm and fragrant wind made people drunk. They simply treated Hangzhou as Bianzhou. Lin Sheng's "Everlasting Lovesickness" was translated as "A gentle breeze blows, willows fall, green mountains are lush, the river is long, and laughter echoes on the path full of flowers." Recalling the past, looking up at the stars, leaning against the broken bridge and watching the clouds drift west, intoxicated by the tenderness of the moon. The bridge flew over the water, and the rainbow's shadow in the morning was on the clear water. The fishing village in the orange is half full of tobacco. He lamented that since ancient times, things have changed and people have changed. Only mountains and rivers in heaven and earth will not grow old. Wearing a rain towel and hat, who in the four seas knows me? My sword has flown across the sky many times. My hand pressed the Jade Dragon Sword (the name of the treasured sword), the sound of the sword did not stop, the moonlight was cold and the water was cold; I had better go back, the mountain forest gully cave door was not locked. I think that the place where the clouds and mist are like a screen is my residence. I don't clean the moss all over the ground year after year. Had he not watched enough of Long Lovesickness 2? Hurry up and read the original work of "Everlasting Lovesickness 2: A Vow of Love"!
Du Fu's Poetry Translations
Du Fu's Poetry and Translations
Moongazuki's Ancient Poetry Translations
Different ancient poems of the moon have different translation. Here are a few for you: - "15 Nights Full Moon": The ground of the courtyard was snow-white, birds perched on the trees, and the autumn dew silently wet the osmanthus flowers. Tonight, the moon was high in the sky. Everyone was looking up, not knowing who would be the one to miss this autumn. - [Looking at the Mountains (Du Fu): What does Mount Tai look like?] In the land of Qi and Lu, the verdant mountains had no end. Nature gathered the magical and beautiful scenery on Mount Tai. The sky in the south and north of the mountain was divided into one bright and one dark. The rising clouds made my heart flutter. I opened my eyes wide to track the birds returning to the forest at dusk. The corners of my eyes seemed to split open. If one had to climb to the highest peak of Mount Tai and look down at the mountains, they would feel how small they were. The novel "Watching the Moon on Fish Island" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Wang Wei's Poetry Translations
The following is the translation of some of Wang Wei's poems: - [Lovesickness]: Red beans grow in the south. When spring comes, who knows how many new branches will grow? I hope you can pluck more, because red beans are the best way to trigger lovesickness. - "Mountain": Jingxi white stone exposed, the weather is cold red leaves sparse. There was originally no rain on the mountain road, but the bright green color seemed to wet one's clothes. - Farewell: Please get off the horse and have a drink. I want to ask where you are going. You said that your career is not going your way and that you plan to live in seclusion by Nanshan. You just go, don't ask anymore, the white clouds are endless. - The petals of the peach blossoms still carried the raindrops from last night, and the willow trees were green and shrouded in the morning smoke. Petals fall, the servants at home have not cleaned up, the orioles are singing, and the hermits in the mountains are still sleeping. - Luan Jialei: In the rustling autumn rain, a shallow stream flows rapidly over the rocks. The dancing water splashed, and the egrets flew up and down in shock. The novel " Half Conspiracy for the Court and Half Conspiracy for the Monarch " is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Su Shi's Poetry and Translations
The following are some of Su Shi's poems and their translation: - "Watching the Tide":"The misty rain on Lushan Mountain and the tide in Zhejiang Province will not stop until it reaches a thousand." When I get there, there's nothing else to do. It's misty rain on Mount Lu and tides in Zhejiang." The misty rain of Lushan Mountain and the tide of Qiantang River are both worth watching. If you don't have the chance to see it, you will regret it for life. Finally, he saw the scenery of Lushan and Zhejiang with his own eyes, but he found that the impulsive delusions of the past were nothing more than that. He only felt that the misty rain of Lushan was the misty rain of Lushan, and the tide of Zhejiang was the tide of Zhejiang. - [Inscription on the West Forest Wall]:"Looking horizontally at the side of the ridge, there are peaks. The distance and height are different. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu because I'm in this mountain." From the side, one could see the continuous undulating mountains, far away, near, high, and low, showing different appearances. The reason why they couldn't see the true face of Mount Lu was because they were in the middle of it. - [Jiangcheng Zi-Dream Remembrance on the 20th Night of the First Month of the First Month]:[Ten years of life and death are boundless. It is hard to forget even if you don't think about it. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet again, we should not know each other, but our faces are covered with dust and our hair is like frost. At night I dreamed that I had suddenly returned to my hometown. I was dressing up by the window of the small pavilion. They looked at each other without saying a word, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the place where my heart is broken every year, the bright moon night, the short pine hill." It has been a full ten years since we parted for you and my wife. I can't bear to miss you, but it's hard to forget. The lonely grave was thousands of miles away, and there was no place to express the sorrow and desolation in his heart. Even if you and I meet again, I'm afraid you won't be able to recognize me. My face is already covered in dust and my temples are like frost. Last night, I dreamt that I had returned to my hometown and saw you dressing up in front of the small window. The two of us faced each other in silence, only tears falling. He guessed that the grave mountain with the pine trees under the bright moon was the place where his wife felt heartbroken every year. - [Shuidiao Getou: When will the bright moon appear?][Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking until dawn, drunk, wrote this poem, and thinking of Ziyou.] When will the bright moon appear? I take my wine and ask the blue sky. I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to go back with the wind, but I'm afraid it's too cold to be high in Qionglou Yuyu. Dancing and making clear the shadow, how can it seem to be in the world? Turn to the vermilion pavilion, low Qi door, light sleepless. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye to the round? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs. It is difficult to complete this since ancient times. I hope we can live together for a long time." The translation was the Mid-Autumn Festival in the year of Bingchen (1076 AD). He happily drank until dawn. After getting drunk, he wrote this poem and missed his younger brother Su Zhe. When did the bright moon appear? I raised my cup and asked the heavens. He didn't know when it would be in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the breeze back to the sky, but I'm afraid that in a building made of jade, I can't stand the cold of the nine heavens. Dancing and enjoying the moonlight, it didn't seem like they were in the human world. The moon turned around the vermilion pavilion and hung low on the carved window, shining on herself, who was not sleepy. The bright moon shouldn't have any resentment towards people, right? Why did it only circle when people parted? People had the vicissitudes of sorrow and joy, and the moon had the changes of the moon. This kind of thing had been difficult to be comprehensive since ancient times. He only hoped that everyone's loved ones in this world would be safe and healthy. Even if they were thousands of miles away, they could still share this beautiful moonlight. - "Jiang Cheng Zi: Hunting in Mizhou":"I am a young man, with yellow hair on my left and green hair on my right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur coat, riding thousands of horses on flat hills. He went to the prefect to report to the city, personally shot the tiger, and went to see Sun Lang. When the wine is drunk, the chest and gall are still open, and the hair on the temples is slightly frosty, so what? Holding the festival in the clouds, when will you send Feng Tang? He can draw his bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the heavenly wolf." He was holding a yellow dog in his left hand and a goshawk in his right arm. He wore a gorgeous hat and a mink fur coat. He swept across the flat hills like a gust of wind with his followers. In order to repay the people of the city for following me out hunting, I want to be like Sun Quan and personally kill the tiger. I drink wine, my heart is open, my courage is stronger, my temples are slightly white, so what? - [Spring Night]:"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold. The flowers are fragrant and the moon is overcast." On a spring night, every moment is precious, even a quarter of an hour is worth a thousand gold. At this moment, the moon was hazy, and the flowers were emitting a faint fragrance. - "Yangguan Song, Mid-Autumn Moon":"This life and this night will not grow well. Where will I see the bright moon next year?" The moon was mostly covered by dark clouds during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was really rare to see such a beautiful scenery like tonight. He wondered where he would go to admire the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival next year. - "Who says that life is endless?" The flowing water before the gate can still flow westward! Don't let your white hair sing the song of a yellow rooster." Who said that life can't go back to youth? Look, the stream in front of the door can even flow westward. So don't sigh at the passing of time when your hair is white. - "Life is like a traveler, I am also a pedestrian." Life is like rowing a boat against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. I am also in it. - [Xi Jiang Yue: The World is a Big Dream]:[The World is a Big Dream, how many times is it cool in autumn?] At night, the wind leaves have already blown in the corridor. Look at the brows and temples." Everything in this world is but a dream. How many cool autumns can one spend in life? 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Li Qingzhao's Poetry Translations
The following is a translation of some of Li Qingzhao's poems: - [Slow Sound: Searching for the soul]:[Searching for the soul, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable.] He searched for it bitterly, but it was deserted. How could he not feel miserable and sad? "When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to rest." It was the most difficult to maintain and rest during the warm and cold season. "How can three cups or two cups of light wine be his match?" How could three or two glasses of light wine resist the cold wind in the evening? "I'm a wild goose passing by. I'm sad, but we're old acquaintances." A line of wild geese flew past in front of his eyes, which made him even sadder, because they were all old acquaintances. "The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, looking haggard. Who can pick them now?" The chrysanthemums in the garden were piled up all over the ground, and they were already haggard. Who would come to pick them now? "Guarding the window, how can it be dark alone?" How could she stay alone by the window until night fell? "The parasol tree is accompanied by a drizzle. It drizzles in the evening." It was still drizzling on the parasol leaves until dusk. "This time, how can the word 'worry' be so amazing!" How could such a scene be translated with the word "worry"? - Wuling Spring·Spring Festival Gala: "The wind stops the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone. I'm tired of combing my hair at night." The wind had stopped, the flowers had withered, and only the dust still carried the fragrance of the flowers. Looking up, the sun was already high, but he still had no mood to wash up. "Things remain the same, people have changed, everything has changed. Tears flow first." Things were still there, people were not like before, and everything was over. She wanted to pour out her emotions, but before she could open her mouth, tears flowed down her face. "I heard that Shuangxi Spring is good, so I want to go on a light boat." I heard that the spring scenery of Shuangxi is good, so I plan to go there by boat. "I'm only afraid that the boats on the twin streams can't carry many worries." I'm afraid that a small boat like a grasshopper in Shuangxi will not be able to carry the heavy sorrow in my heart! - "Dream Order: Chang Ji Xi Ting Ri Wu":"Chang Ji Xi Ting Ri Wu, intoxicated and do not know the way back." I often remember playing in the pavilion by the stream until the sun had set, indulging in the beautiful scenery and forgetting the way home. "I returned to the boat late in the evening and accidentally entered the depths of the lotus flower." After the banquet, he returned by boat and accidentally entered the depths of the lotus flower. "Fight, fight, startle a flock of gulls and herons." How can I get out? How could he get out? The sound of rowing startled a flock of gulls and herons. - "A Cut of Plum, Red Lotus Root Fragrance Remains Jade Bamboo in Autumn":"Red Lotus Root Fragrance Remains Jade Bamboo in Autumn." The pink lotus flowers had withered, and the fragrance had dissipated. The smooth bamboo mat carried the coolness of autumn. "Take off your clothes and board the orchid boat alone." She unbuttoned her silk skirt, changed into casual clothes, and boarded the small boat alone. "Who sent a brocade letter from the clouds? When the wild goose word returns, the moon is full in the West Tower." Looking up at the distant sky, where the white clouds roll, who will send the brocade book? When the wild geese flew back in a human formation, the moonlight had already filled the west tower. - "Memories of the flute on the Phoenix Terrace":"Fragrant cold golden lion, overturned by red waves. Get up and comb your hair lazily. Let the dust fill your treasure box. Let the curtain hook you in the morning." The incense in the copper incense burner had burned out, the incense burner was cold, and the quilt was messy like a red wave. He was too lazy to comb his hair in the morning. He let the dressing box be covered with dust, and the sun shone on the hook of the bed curtain. "I'm afraid that I'll be sad and resentful. How many things I want to say but don't say." I am afraid of the sorrow and hatred of parting. There are many things I want to say but can't. "I'm new to this. I'm not sick. I'm not sad about autumn." Recently, he had been getting thinner and thinner, not because he drank too much, nor because he was sad about autumn. "Don't go back. It's hard to stay even if you go through thousands of Yang passes." Forget it, forget it. This time, when he left, it would be difficult to retain him even if he sang "Three Stages of Yang Pass" a million times. "I read of the people of Wuling, and the distant smoke locks the Qin Tower." I miss my lover who has gone far away, and I guard the empty building alone (here is the allusion of Wuling people and Qin building). "Only the flowing water in front of the building should remember my gaze all day long." Only the running water in front of the building should remember me staring at it all day. - "The beautiful woman, the plum blossoms in the back pavilion":"The jade is thin and fragrant, and the sandalwood is deep in snow. This year, it's too late to visit the plum blossoms." The thin plum branches gave off a thick plum fragrance that lasted until the snow melted. Thinking about the plum blossoms, he realized that the season had passed, leaving only regret. "River Tower and Chu Pavilion, the clouds are idle and the water is far away. The day is clear and bright, leaning against the railing and rolling down the green curtain." The hostel is far away, the journey is long. The day was long, and the green curtain was rolled up low against the railing. "Come and sit with the guests. The song is shared, and the water and clouds are broken." The guests at the banquet arrived and the wine glasses were filled. The singing was harmonious, like flowing water. "The southern branch can be planted, but it must be cut frequently. Don't just wait for the West Tower, and sing the Qiang Guan." Those plum branches that bloom the earliest in the sun should be plucked and cut before they wither. Don't wait until you go up to the West Tower alone to hear the bitter Qiang flute. The novel "Ten Years of Death" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Translations of Beiyue Temple Poetry
The poem "Beiyue Temple" of Beiyue Temple is translated as follows: There are five mountains in heaven and earth, and Hengyue is located in the north. The mountains are stacked ten thousand times, and the strange things are unpredictable. People dare not go in, the temple is dark in the day. Sometimes it rains heavily and splashes the virtue of heaven and earth. Where's the magic? Yongkang, our kingdom.
Translations of Ancient Chinese Poetry
With Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Ci""Willow green river level, hear Lang Jiang stepping song sound." The sun sunrise the rain in the west, the road is not sunny but it is sunny." The sun was shining in the east, but it was raining in the west. It was said that there was no sunny day, but there was a sunny day ("sunny" and "love" were homonyms, implying that there was no mercy but also love). The novel "Listening to the Rain in Green Bamboo and Watching the Egrets" is equally wonderful. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Moongazer Moon, Bai Juyi's Poetry Translations
Ever since the war in Henan, the water transport in the pass has been blocked, resulting in famine everywhere. We brothers have also been displaced and separated, each in one place. Because he was touched by the sight of the moon, he wrote a poem to record his thoughts and sent it to his eldest brother in Fuliang, his seventh brother in Yuqian, his fifteenth brother in Wujiang, and his younger brothers and sisters in Fuli and Xiayu. The war and famine had wiped out the ancestral industry, and the brothers had drifted and lived in other places. After the war, the countryside was desolate and desolate, and their flesh and blood compatriots were scattered during the escape. Self-pity is like a stray goose, like a rootless autumn canopy. Looking at the bright moon together, the separated relatives would be sad and cry, and the mood of homesickness would be the same. The novel New Moon is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Cold Frost Festival Poetry Translations
"Cold Frost Festival, cultivate your Jade Snow Body." The word "cold" meant a bone-piercing cold or a serious and awe-inspiring appearance;"frost" could mean noble morality or a serious expression;"section" could be understood as integrity and integrity;"Xiu Xiu" here meant a tired appearance of a bird's tail (used here to describe the slender and noble posture);"Jade Snow Body" could be understood as a white posture like jade and snow. She had a noble and pure air that made people revere her, and a slender (noble) figure that was like jade and snow. The novel "Mixed Flowers" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!