The full poem of the Song of the Flower Moon is translated as follows: It was a pity that there were flowers but no moon, and it was even longer a pity that there was a moon but no flowers. The flowers were as beautiful as a beauty approaching the moon, and the moon was as clear as water, reflecting the fragrance of the flowers. Holding a bamboo cane, he split the flowers under the moon and brought wine to taste in front of the flowers under the moonlight. Such a beautiful flower and such a beautiful moon. Don't treat the flowers and the moon as ordinary things. The fragrance of flowers and the moonlight were the most suitable for each other. She pitied the moonlight and loved the flowers so much that she was unwilling to sleep. When the moon fell, he could only let the flowers bring wine. When the flowers withered, the moon urged him to write poems. Looking at the moon through the flowers, one could not see too many shadows. Looking at the flowers with the moonlight had a different attitude. How many people in front of flowers and under the moon, year after year accompanied by the moon intoxicated under the flowers. The moonlight shone on the flower path, and the shadows overlapped. The flowers naturally emitted fragrance, and the moon was brilliant. I like the moon to sleep late and the flowers have not withered, and the moon tilts when I get up early to see the flowers. The moon in the sky swayed in front of the flowers, and the people in the deep courtyard returned to the flowers under the moon; Envious of the artistic conception of flowers and the moon in the world, admiring the flowers and the moon intoxicated in the clouds. The flowers and the moon in the spring night were worth thousands of gold. Flowers bloom in the moonlight, the spring is silent, the flowers are ashamed of the moonlight, the night seems deep, The moon in the cup was so close to the flowers that it was intoxicating. He held the flower branch in his hand and recited poems to the moon. The bright moon is easy to lose flowers and age easily. Don't let down the mood of admiring flowers under the moon. The flowers bloomed and the moonlight was bright. The feelings of the moon and the feelings of the flowers were like one family. The moon came to the courtyard to reflect the flowers, and the flowers followed the moon to reflect the curtains. Under the bright moonlight, the flowers were slightly inferior, and the moon lost to the flowers in the fragrance. Flowers and the moon were two beautiful sights in the world, and it was a must to drink wine to admire the moon by relying on flowers. The flowers and the moon in the courtyard were in the spring night. The fragrance of the flowers was fragrant and the moon was rich. The wind blew the branches to the moon, and the sky was like an open mirror that reflected the shadows of the flowers. In the middle of the moon, he would casually beat the flower drum and gently play the moon flute under the flowers. He was only afraid that after the moon set and the flowers fell, the platform and the flower pavilion would become desolate. On the high platform, the bright moon shone on the flowers. He looked at the moon and pondered. This year's moon was bright where the flowers bloomed, last year when the flowers were sick and the moon was dark. He used three glasses of wine to thank the moon for watering the flowers and wrote a few poems to comment on the flowers and the moon. He was so intoxicated that he wanted to fall asleep under the moon, but he was sad that the moon and flowers would laugh at him. A thousand flowers bloom and the moon turns round, and heaven gives the flowers and the moon to the poet. For the time being, he was the master of the moon and the master of the flowers, the guest of the flowers and the guest of the moon. The flowers under the moon once made me drink, and the moon before the flowers did not despise people's poverty. There were countless beautiful flowers and beautiful moons, and how many people played with the moon and recited poems to admire the flowers? The moon turned to the east wall, and the flower shadows were heavy. The affectionate moon shone on the dew among the flowers, and the considerate flowers swayed in the wind under the moon. Where the clouds break, the moon peeks at the beauty of the flowers. In the middle of the night, the flowers sleep in the bright moon; How many chances do you have to admire the flowers and the moon in your life? The moonlight and the fragrance of flowers were the same everywhere. When the flowers are in full bloom, the moon is bright. The flowers are like silk and satin, and the moon is silvery-white. There were a thousand flowers in the moonlight, and in front of the flowers was a bright moon. How many emotions did the flower under the moon have? How many charms did the moon among the flowers have? When the moon fell and the flowers withered, it worried those who were looking for flowers and asking about the moon. Spring flowers and autumn moon are suitable for each other, and the moon is competing to emit brilliance and flowers are competing to show their postures; The flowers bloomed in the moon, filling the trees with their fragrance. The moon enveloped the flowers and their shadows overlapped on the branches. Plum blossoms fall in the dreams of Jiangnan under the moon, and flowers in the osmanthus moon pass on the songs and songs of Ying Bei; What feelings does the flower have and what meaning does the moon have? I raised my golden cup with the flower and the moon. Warn you not to covet the moon and flowers, once you covet the moon, you will forget home; The amorous moon shone on the flowers and made people's hearts flutter. It was probably because the flowers had fascinated the moon and made it tilt. Under the moon, it is difficult to see the feelings of flowers, and the interest of admiring the moon before the flowers is boundless; The moon sank, the flowers faded, and the clouds scattered. Flowers did not retain people, nor did the moon owe credit.
The following is a translation of White Birch: In front of my window There is a white birch tree, As if painted with silver frost, She was covered in snow. The furry branches, The lace embroidered in snow is natural and unrestrained, Strings of flowers and ears bloom together, The white tassels were like a painting. In the dim silence, The white birchwood stands in jade. In the golden light, Sparkling snowflakes. White Birches roam around, The late morning glow, To the snow-covered branches Another layer of silver light. There was also another translation: Birch tree in front of the window After the snow, they are wrapped in white, the branches are fluffy, Snowflakes condensed into lace The tassels hung down, and the rime hung on the branches. In a dream where all is silent White Birches stood upright, and snowflakes scattered in the golden flames. And where the dawn drifts To change the branches into new silver equipment. (Белая берёза Под моим окном Принакрылась снегом,Точно серебром. На пушистых ветках Снежною каймой Распустились кисти Белой бахромой. И стоит берёза В сонной тишине, И горят снежинки В золотом огне. А заря, лениво Обходя кругом, Обсыпает ветки Новым серебром.) "Life Like a White Birch" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
" Drinking Flower Moon " was a song filled with an ancient charm. From the lyrics," Right and wrong, wrong and right, the past has been dreamt of several times. The world of mortals is full of sadness and beauty. I wrote the end of the story to hear you cry. Who did the falling flowers scatter?" The high-level part was that it used poetic words to describe a kind of reminiscence of the past and the sadness of the world of mortals. From the name of the song," Flower Moon " itself was a combination of poetic images from ancient times. Flowers represented beauty and beauty, while the moon symbolized tranquility and seclusion. The word " drink " added a unique sense of performance art, as if one was drinking alone under the moon in front of the flowers, savoring the joys and sorrows of life. It was like the ancients reciting poems and painting under the flower moon, expressing their feelings. The entire song title created a beautiful, elegant, and ancient atmosphere. In terms of singing style, the singer might use a melodious voice to interpret this ancient artistic conception, telling the story in the song, and immersing the audience in this poetic and emotional music world.
Tang Xianzong Yuanhe ten years, I was demoted to Jiujiang County Sima. One day in the autumn of the second year, when he saw off the guests to Qipukou, he heard someone playing the lute on the boat at night. From the sound of it, it had a jingling sound that was popular in the capital. She was a singer from Chang 'an. She had once learned from the two pipa masters, Mu and Cao. Later, when she was old and her face aged, she married a merchant. So he ordered someone to set up a banquet and let her play a few songs happily. After the song was played, she had a sad expression on her face as she recounted the happy past of her youth. Now, she was drifting and sinking, looking haggard as she tossed and turned in Jianghu. I've been transferred from the capital for two years. I was moved by her words and only felt demoted this night. So he wrote a long poem and gave it to her. It was a total of 616 words, titled "Pipa Song." At night, I bid farewell to the guests at the head of Xunyang River. Maple leaves and reed flowers rustled in the autumn wind. My guests and I dismounted and set up a farewell banquet on the ship. We raised our glasses to drink, but there was no music to liven things up. The wine was not happy, but it was even more sad to part. When they parted, the vast river reflected the moon. Suddenly I heard the sound of a pipa from the water. I forgot to go back, and the guests didn't want to leave either. He followed the sound and asked quietly who was playing the pipa. The sound of the pipa stopped for a long time, but there was no movement. We moved the boat closer and invited her out to meet us. We asked the servants to refill the wine and return the lamps to set up the banquet again. After a long time, she slowly walked out with a pipa in her arms, covering her face. He tightened the guqin shaft and plucked the strings a few times. The form was very emotional even before the tune was formed. Xianxian's mournful voice contained a hint of contemplation, as if she was talking about the unhappiness in her life. She lowered her head and played continuously, using the zither to tell the endless past in her heart. He gently gathered them together, slowly twisted them, wiped them, and picked them up. First play "Nishang Feather Song" and then play "611." The big string's voice was heavy like a storm, while the small string's voice was light and urgent like someone's whisper. The noisy sounds of cutting and cutting intertwined with each other, like strings of big and small beads falling onto a jade plate. The sound of the pipa sometimes sounded like the gentle and smooth chirping of birds under the flowers, and sometimes it sounded like the low, muffled, and intermittent sound of water flowing under the ice. Like a cold spring, the sound of a pipa began to condense, and the condensed and obstructed sound gradually stopped. It was as if there was another kind of sorrow and hatred that was secretly growing. At this moment, the silence was more moving than sound. All of a sudden, it sounded like a silver bottle had been smashed into pieces, and water splashed everywhere. It also sounded like the clashing of swords and spears of armored cavalry. At the end of the song, she aimed at the center of the strings and strummed. The four strings roared as if they were tearing cloth. The pleasure boats and cruises in the east and west were quiet. Only the autumn moon reflected in the middle of the river was glowing with white light. She muttered to herself as she put away the plectrum and inserted it into the strings. She tidied her clothes and still showed a solemn face. She said that she was a famous singer in the capital, and her hometown was in the Toad Mausoleum in the southeast of Chang 'an. At the age of thirteen, he had already learned how to play the pipa, and his name was registered in the first section of the Jiaofang orchestra. Every time she finished playing, the masters of the art would sigh in admiration, and every time she put on makeup, she would be envied by her peers. The children of the capital's wealthy families scrambled to offer their gifts, and after playing a song, they received countless pieces of red silk. The silver comb with a mother-of-pearl head often broke and shattered when beating the beat, and the red silk dress was stained with wine without regret. Year after year, they spent their time in laughter and banter, and the beautiful times of autumn and spring were wasted. My brothers and sisters have died in the army, and my family has been ruined. There are fewer carriages and horses in front of the door, and the number of visitors is sparse. My youth is gone, and I have to marry a merchant. Merchants valued profits more than friendship and often left easily. Last month, he went to Fuliang to do tea business. He left me alone at the mouth of the river to guard the empty boat, the autumn moon and I accompanied the cold autumn water around the cabin. Deep in the night, I often dream of the fun and revelry of my youth. In my dreams, I wake up crying and tears stain my pink face. I have long shook my head and sighed when I heard the mournful sobs of the pipa, and hearing her tell me this makes me even more sad. We are both sad people who have fallen into the world. Why ask if we knew each other when we meet today? Ever since I left the bustling capital of Chang 'an last year, I was demoted to live by the Xunyang River and often fell ill. Xunyang was a desolate and remote place with no music, and the sound of orchestral instruments could not be heard all year round. Living in a low-lying and damp place like Qijiang, the house was surrounded by yellow reeds and bitter bamboos. What would they hear here sooner or later? It was filled with the mournful wails of the cuckoos and apes. Spring river flowers face autumn river moonlit night so beautiful scenery, also have no choice but often take wine to drink alone. Were there no folk songs and village flutes here? It was just that his voice was hoarse and rough, and it was really unpleasant to hear. Tonight I hear you play the lute and tell me your true feelings, just like hearing the music of immortals, my eyes light up and my ears are clear. Please don't refuse to sit down and play another song. I want to compose a new poem for you,"Song of the Pipa." Moved by my words, she stood there for a long time, then sat down and strummed the strings. The mournful voice was no longer the same as before. When the people present heard it again, they covered their faces and cried incessantly. Who had shed the most tears? I, the commander of Jiangzhou, wet my clothes with tears. 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The Nine Yin Scripture was a martial arts secret book in the wuxia novel, The Condor Heroes. It was said that it was written by a top master. The book was divided into two volumes, which included martial arts theory, secret skills, experiences, and other aspects. The main goal was to cultivate internal energy. The following is the translation of the full text of the Nine Yin Scripture: First Volume: Part One: Foundation of Internal Strength 1. Qi training: Through breathing exercises, increase the body's energy and breath. 2. Foundation Establishment: After the body has laid a good foundation, begin to cultivate internal energy. 3. Internal Strength: Through training internal strength, one can form powerful internal strength. 4. Internal cultivation method: Through special internal cultivation methods, one can reach a higher cultivation. Part Two: Martial Arts Theory 1. Principle of martial arts: The essence of martial arts is to achieve the goal of defeating the opponent through skill and strength. 2. Taiji Fist: Taiji Fist is a martial art that uses softness to overcome hardness. Through the practice of Taiji Fist, one can achieve the state of unity of body and mind. 3. Ba Gua Zhang: Ba Gua Zhang is a flexible martial art that uses unique palm techniques to achieve the purpose of attack and defense. 4. Swordsmanship: The sword is a commonly used weapon in martial arts novels. Swordsmanship is a flexible and changeable martial art. Through the practice of swordsmanship, one can achieve the goal of defeating the enemy. Volume 2: Part One: Secret Skills [1. Star Absorbing Technique: This is a martial art that can absorb the internal energy of others. By cultivating Star Absorbing Technique, one can reach a higher cultivation level.] 2. Condor Warrior Technique: This is a martial art that can summon the Condor to reach a higher level of cultivation by practicing the Condor Warrior Technique. [3. Soaring Flower and Leaf Picking: This is a martial art that allows one to move their body in an instant. By practicing Soaring Flower and Leaf Picking, one can reach a higher level of cultivation.] [4. Skyful of Sword Rain: This is a martial art that can cast a sword rain in the sky. By cultivating the Skyful of Sword Rain, one can reach a higher cultivation level.] The above is the vernacular translation of the full text of the Nine Yin Scripture. The Nine Yin Scripture is a very profound martial arts secret book.
Zhou Chu's name was Ziyin. When Zhou Chu was young, he was fierce and chivalrous, and was hated by his fellow countrymen. There was a flood dragon in the river of Yixing and a white-fronted tiger on the mountain. Together, they harmed the people. The people of Yixing called them the three great evils, of which Zhou Chu was the most powerful. Someone advised Zhou Chu to kill the tiger and dragon, hoping to get rid of two of the three horizontal skills. Zhou Chu relied on his own bravery to stab the tiger in the mountains and kill the flood dragon in the water. During the process of slaying the flood dragon, Zhou Chu chased it for dozens of miles in the water, lasting three days and nights. The villagers thought he was dead and celebrated even more. This was a strong stimulation for Zhou Chu. He finally understood his position in the hearts of the villagers. The actions of the villagers that went against human nature gave Zhou Chu a head-on blow, causing his heart to tremble greatly. He finally woke up, so he had the intention to turn over a new leaf.
I can't translate this poem because I don't know the content and author of this poem. If you can provide more information, I will do my best to provide you with a translation.
The lyrics of " Flower Moon Drink " expressed complex emotions such as longing, melancholy, and feelings. In the lyrics,"Falling flowers and swallows return low, disturbing a pool of spring water. Who are you thinking about back and forth?" It depicted a kind of longing for someone. Falling flowers and low-lying swallows disturbed the scene of spring water, setting off the atmosphere of longing. "On the table, the small words are written in red, and the ink has not faded. I left a poem with half a sentence that no one can answer, right and wrong, right and wrong."It reflected the regret and melancholy in the emotion, and an unfinished poem was like an incomplete emotion. " The past has been dreamt of many times, and the world of mortals is full of poignant beauty. Who has been hurt?" It expressed the recollection of the past and the poignant beauty felt when recalling the feelings of the past. And " I drank a cup alone under the moon in front of flowers, the tears you shed in your previous life. Carefree worries were everywhere to provoke the fragrance, who lowered their eyebrows, and the falling flowers added a bit of sadness. It further conveyed the immersion of the past feelings when drinking alone. The scene of idle worries and falling flowers added a sense of sadness, which overall reflected a deep nostalgia, melancholy and sentimental mood for love or past emotional experiences.
Okay, which English poem do you want to translate?
Yue Fei's "Magpie Bridge Immortal" poem is as follows: Zhan Zhan sky, chaotic clouds fly, blowing all the red. That year, purple gold was cast in the air, and there was no place to find it in the yellow sand. Looking at the bottom of the river, the wild waves suddenly rose, startling a pool of gulls and egrets. When I was young, could I stand the gold thief crossing south? This poem expressed Yue Fei's deep concern about the state affairs and his firm belief in his own ideas. At the same time, it showed his loyalty to the country and the nation. Yue Fei was a famous national hero in ancient China and the most outstanding general of the Southern Song Dynasty. He attached great importance to the people's resistance to the Jin army and proposed and implemented the strategic policy of "connecting Heshuo". He advocated that the guerrilla army and the regular army north of the Yellow River should cooperate with each other to attack the Jin army to recover the lost land.