I'm dying. I've been disappointed all my life, and my friends have dispersed, and there's not much left. White hair hanging down three thousands of feet, laughing at all things in the world. Ask what can make the public happy. I see how charming Castle Peak is, and I expect it to be. Emotions and looks are slightly similar. Scratching his head at the east window with a bottle. If you want to be far-sighted and stop writing poems, the flavor is at this time. Jiang Zuo pursues fame deeply and doesn't know the secret of muddy mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying. Don't hate the ancients, don't see their people, hate their guts, and don't see their crazy ears. People who know me, two or three sons.
The first movie of this word begins with "I am weak". I have made friends all my life, and there are only a few left! "Is quoted the allusions in the Analects of Confucius. Confucius said in The Analects: "I am too weak to dream of Duke Zhou. "If Confucius laments that it is not good; If Xin Qiji quotes, he will lament that political ideals cannot be realized. Xin Qiji was fifty-nine years old when he wrote this word, and he had been in exile for many years, so it is natural to sigh like this. Here "there are only a few left" is connected with the conclusion of "people who know me, two or three sons" to emphasize the word "scattered"
Then, "The white hair hangs three thousands of feet, laughing at everything on earth." Ask what can make the public happy? Between the lines, Li Bai's Qiu Puge, Three Thousand White Hair and Shi Shuo Xin Yu Chong Li Pian recorded the story of Xun Wang's "being able to make a monarch (referring to Jin Sima Huan Wen) happy", telling him that he could not find a satisfied friend except hurting his boss, and wrote the relationship between the world and his loneliness at this time.
"I see how charming Castle Peak is, and I expect Castle Peak to see me like this" is all the warning. Because there is nothing pleasing to the eyes of the poet, he has to pour his deep feelings into nature, not only finding Castle Peak "charming", but also feeling that Castle Peak seems to regard the poet as "charming". This is the same artistic technique as Li Bai's Sitting Alone in the Pavilion. This technique first wedges the feelings of the aesthetic subject into the object, and then reveals the inner feelings of the aesthetic subject by infecting the image of the object with a sense of subjectivity. In this way, the subjective consciousness in the works is greatly strengthened, which is easy to infect readers.
The following "feeling and appearance are slightly similar." Two words, love, refers to the poet's feelings; Appearance refers to the appearance of green hills. There are many similarities between them, such as loftiness, tranquility and youthful vitality. Here, the author compares his feelings with those of Castle Peak, and euphemistically expresses his great ambition that he would rather be lonely than go along with the traitors.
The author used allusions in the next paragraph of the word. "A statue is scratching its head in the east window, thinking about the poem" Stop the Cloud ",which is a flavor at this time." Tao Yuanming's Stop the Cloud contains poems such as "Good friends wander and scratch their heads" and "Drinking at the east window". Xin Qiji condensed it in one sentence to imagine the charm of Tao Yuanming's poems. Here the author also mentioned Tao Yuanming, aiming at Tao's own situation.
"Jiang Zuoshen seeks fame, do you know the mystery of muddy mash?" Two sentences, on the surface, seem to be reprimanding those celebrities in the Southern Dynasties who are "the meaning of drunkenness is not wine" (Su Shi's Twenty Drinks with Tao, the third); In fact, ironically, there were no Tao Yuanming-style drinking aristocrats in the Southern Song Dynasty, but only some rulers who lived a drunken life.
The following two sentences, "I don't hate the ancients for not seeing me, but I hate the ancients for not seeing my crazy ears", are similar in syntax to the last movie "I See Castle Peak", which shows the author's contempt for ancient and modern heroism. The "ancients" mentioned here are not ordinary ancients, but people like Tao Yuanming. According to the third volume of Historical Records of York, whenever Xin Qiji entertained guests, "she would be ordered to sing what she had done. The word "He Xinlang" is a very good song, reciting its epigram:' I see how charming Qingshan is, but I expect Qingshan to see me like this.' He also said,' I don't hate the ancients, only that they didn't see my crazy ears. At this point, I laughed and laughed, and the consultant sat among the guests. "It serves to show that Xin Qiji is very conceited about couplets.
Summarize a sentence: "Those who know me, two or three sons." No one has made a special textual research on "Ersanzi". Some people think it was Chen Liang. But in my personal opinion, I might as well broaden my horizons and include the ancients Tao Yuanming, Qu Yuan and even Confucius. Xin Qiji lamented that there were not many like-minded friends at that time, similar to Qu Yuan's lament that "everyone was drunk, I woke up alone" and worried about the country and the people. His seclusion in Lead Mountain is somewhat similar to Tao Yuanming's seclusion in Nanshan.
2. Xin Qiji's translation of "He Xinlang" Are you talking about this song: "It was a mistake to miss the present, but I made a lot of efforts at the beginning.
There is a lot of iron in the world, but only acacia. Looking at Wan Li, I miss you like fog, and I have never boasted that I have a Longquan sword. I tried to cut acacia, and found that acacia is also like a sad heart. Only when there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.
I didn't expect to be as young and frivolous as me, dressed in white. I didn't have the idea of a temple, only the legendary swordsman's wish. I accidentally left it on the Internet, but it was out of water, and infinite love was in deep trouble. It is said that Chun Qing is not * * *. Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? I've been fighting for 33 days and I'm the tallest since I hated it. I am sick at 440. How can I endure lovesickness? "I checked Xin Qiji's poems, but there is no such word. There is another one, "He Xinlang is not here, but he is floating in the east.
Since I can't see you tomorrow, I feel attached and want to chase the road again. When we reached the egret forest, the snow was deep and muddy, so we couldn't move forward.
Drinking alone in the village, I was disappointed for a long time, and I hated not being able to retain it. In the middle of the night, I stayed in the Wu family's fourth watchtower by the lake. I heard that my neighbor's flute was very sad, in order to give advice to He Xinlang.
On the fifth day, the same father came to ask questions. If you feel the same way, 62616964757a68696416fe78988e 69d8331366364 can make a thousand miles of laughter.
Tell the wine booth. Look at Yuan Ming, a handsome figure, Wolong Zhuge.
Where do magpies fly in the forest? The pine tips are covered with snow. Break your hat and add more hair.
Residual water and mountains have no attitude, and thin and mature become romantic. Two or three geese are also bleak.
Beautiful women pay more attention to dating than farewell. Qingjiang River is frozen in cold weather, and the water depth is frozen.
A broken road wheel has four corners where pedestrians pin their bones. Ask who did it, and you'll worry.
It is wrong to cast today's homesickness, and it is expected to be very hard at first. Long night flute, no blowing. "
Pay attention to the difference between the last sentence and the first song. So the first song should not be Xin Qiji's words, but written by netizens themselves, just borrowing some words.
In fact, after reading the first song carefully, I was stiff from beginning to end, especially this sentence, "I didn't expect to be as young and frivolous as me, dressed in white, and there is no temple on earth." Only the legendary swordsman wants to stay in the network, but the water has fallen, and infinite love is deeply involved. " Basically, words in classical Chinese are mixed with vernacular Chinese.
As for the sentence "Thirty-three days have passed, and I hate the sky the most", it should be the first discount from Jacky Dehui's Ghost Story.
3. Translate Su Shi's poem "He Xinlang" He Xinlang Su Shi danced like smoke (1), no one was quiet, the shade turned to noon (2), and the night was cool and the bath was new.
Hand-made white round fan (3), the hand of the fan is like jade for a while. Gradually sleepy (4), sleep alone.
Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people to dream off Yao and Tai songs. Once again, the wind is beating against the bamboo.
Pomegranate half spit red cloth Cu (7) until the floating flowers and waves are exhausted, and accompany you alone (8). Looking closely at a gorgeous branch, my heart is heavy.
Afraid of being caught, the west wind scares the green (1 1). Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking.
* * * pink tears, two rustling (12). Notes: (1) Like smoke and flying flowers: Ru Yan, Little Swallow.
Feihuawu, Zhao Yanwei's "Cloud Mountain Foothills Follow Money": "Taste its original is' Wu Qihua'. Gorgeous house, gorgeous house.
⑵ Tung Yin turns to noon: Tung Yin gradually moves, and the time has pointed to the afternoon. ⑶ Raw white round fan: A round fan made of white raw silk.
(4) Leaning: Leaning on the pillow. 5. Dream Break Yao Tai Song: The dream of Xianyou is awakened.
Yaotai, a balcony made of jade, refers to a fairyland. "The Songs of Chu Lisao": "Looking at Yaotai from afar."
Bend, deep. [6] The wind knocks on the bamboo. The Tang poem "Seeing the wind in the bamboo window and sending seedlings is common" says: "The breeze scares you to sit at dusk, and you think long. Open the door and move the bamboo again. Suspected to be a jade person. "
(7) Pomegranate half spits red cloth: It describes that when pomegranate flowers are half open, the red scarf looks like a fold. Bai Juyi wrote in the poem "Pomegranate Flowers Show Monks on the Mountain of Tigushan Temple": "Pomegranate flowers on the mountain are like red scarves, and Yan Rong Xin Yan accounts for E69DA5E87AA621696416F313332636433 spring."
When all the buds are gone, you will be lonely: when all the frivolous flowers and plants wither, you will be lonely, and the pomegranate will come to accompany you. Lonely, calm, lonely.
⑼Yan: Lush and beautiful. Li Bai's poem Qingpingdiao says: "A flower is fragrant."
A thousand hearts are heavy: this is about a double pomegranate flower. (1 1) was startled by the west wind: in summer, pomegranate blooms, the west wind rises, pomegranate withers, leaving only a green leaf.
The word "Jing" here is used to describe delicate and can't stand the destruction of the west wind. (12) Two noises: petals fall with tears.
I am desperate for Xin Qiji's translation of He Xinlang. I have lived a long time and made friends, but what is left? White hair hanging down three thousands of feet, laughing at all things in the world. What can make the public happy? I see how charming Castle Peak is, and I expect it to be. Emotions and looks are slightly similar.
A statue scratched its head in the east window. When I think of Yuan and Ming's poem Stop Clouds, it is the flavor at this time. Do you know the secret of muddy mash if you want to be famous? Looking back, the clouds are flying. Don't hate the ancients, don't see their people, hate their guts, don't see their crazy ears! People who know me, two or three sons.
I am very old. The friends I have walked with in my life are scattered in all directions. How many are left now? It's really depressing After so many years, I just grew old in vain (meaning unfinished fame) and gradually became indifferent to everything in the world. What else can really make me happy? I think Qingshan is so handsome, and I think I look the same. Both feelings and looks are very similar.
Give a glass of wine and scratch your head at the window. Tao Yuanming felt the same way when he wrote Stop Clouds. How do those drunken Jiangnan people who want fame and fortune realize the true meaning of drinking (this is ironic)? When I finished drinking, I turned and screamed. There seems to be an induction between heaven and earth. The clouds were roaring and the wind suddenly blew. I don't hate that I can't see my predecessors, but I hate that my predecessors can't see me. Those friends who know me.
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5. He Xinlang helped translate, thanks to He Xinlang.
Song Xin qi Ji
Make peace with your father, and then answer it with rhyme.
Eldest brother, that is to say, just like now, Long Yuan stinks and Meng Gong is involved.
Sing loudly when you are sick, and the snow is scattered in the building.
It's a close call to smile.
The hard disk is empty. Who will listen?
I remember that year, there was only the West Window Moon.
Re-enter the wine and change the voice. Things are still the same. People are different.
Ask Qu Nong: How many times has China been on and off?
No one cares about the car of blood and salt, and it takes a long time to collect bones.
Cut off the right eye and close the river.
I pity you for dancing in the middle of the night, saying that "people's hearts are as iron as death".
Try your hand to mend the sky.
6. Jie Jiang He Xinlang translated He Xinlang.
Wu Yu chased the soldiers.
Jie Jiang
Deep pavilion curtain embroidery, remembering loved ones soft language lights, laughing vortex red. Ten thousand folds of the city head mourn, and the frost blows off the sleeves. Shadow companion, running around. Looking at the countryside, where do you know? Enjoy the western Western jackdaw, and after dusk, a little bit will return to Liu. Look at each other like mountains. A careless sigh makes a pale dog. Tomorrow, there will be a cold meal in the purse, and then there will be a small mound in front. Try the village wine before you send it. Drunk, asking neighbors if they want to write cattle classics? Weng should not, but shook his hand.
Happiness is actually an understanding. Poor food and simple tea may be a blasphemy for a person who spends money like water all day, and it is definitely a gift from heaven for a person who has just stepped out of the grass and been reborn in the hands of death. People often don't know if they are blessed. Difficulties, changes, and the god of war often force people to drink a strong refreshing agent. The song "He Xinlang after the War" is a sober work after the author personally tasted the "cooling agent", and it is also a powerful cooling agent for readers who are happy and peaceful today.
There are several different understandings about "containing Wu after the war". Some people think that the poet lives in Suzhou, some people think that he lives in Wujiang, some people say it's Wuxian, and some people say it's a general Wu land. It is difficult to test the author's life story, which leads to the objection to the location of "Wu Yu" We believe that the work itself is the only trustworthy object in the case of insufficient circumstantial evidence. According to this, "staying in Wu after the war" should be after the war and looting, and the author was exiled in the urban and rural areas of Wu.
Since the last film, the author has pushed two groups of life scenes with different emotional feelings to readers, allowing them to make judgments in association and reality, and arousing hatred for war and sympathy for exile. Once upon a time, in a deep pavilion with heavy embroidered curtains, wives and concubines whispered around the warm lamps, and happy laughter overflowed in the bright red whirlpool. Now, the horn of sadness blows endlessly on the desolate city head, blowing off the frost on my sleeve. I run around all day, wandering around, accompanied by only lonely figures. Affection and loneliness, comfort and exile, soft words and wailing, laughter and resentment, embroidered curtains and frosted sleeves, in strong contrast, tell the sins of the god of war. The tempering of language has reached a high level. No wonder Jie Jiang said in the Summary of the General Contents of Sikuquanshu that "the words are refined and the tones are smooth."
"Look at the countryside, where do you know?" When can I have a place to live? When the sun sets in Western jackdaw, there are willows to rely on for family reunion, but "I" is lonely and desolate. I am like a crow. Touching the scene, a heavy sense of loss arises spontaneously.
In the first four sentences, we continue to describe the landscape feelings in exile, and at the same time dig deep from the surface to explore the universal philosophy contained in life. What remains unchanged is the mountain, a comfortable life and a happy family. It would be great if we could keep the mountains the same for thousands of years! Unfortunately, the world is like a cloud floating out of a cave, sometimes like a white cloud, and sometimes like a pale dog. Although it is unintentional, what a profound philosophy it contains! Rivers and mountains change color, and white clouds are pale dogs, regardless of human will. Tomorrow, waiting for you is still a cold meal, turning over the small mound in front and continuing to wander, not knowing where to go or when to end this wandering. I can't change this cruel reality anyway. I might as well drink the muddy wine in the village for a while to numb my mind.
"Drunk agent capsule hair vertebra, ask adjacent weng write cow classics? Weng should not, but shake his hand. " This typical life detail vividly depicts the pain and bitterness of exiled intellectuals. "Bao" is an empty pocket, and the poverty in exile can be imagined. "Hairy Vertebra" refers to the writing brush, which is named after the conical tip. The Niu Jing, Biography of the Three Kingdoms of Wei Zhi and Xia Houxuan, and Xiang Yin Shu quoted in Pei Songzhi's notes say that there were "Niu Jing" in the Han Dynasty. Tang Shuyi Wen Zhi also included a volume of Xiangniu Jing written by Ning Qi. Long-term wandering, cash-strapped, simple and ignorant intellectuals can't forget their own housekeeping skills and want to copy practical "Niu Jing" for their neighbors in exchange for meager living expenses. However, the neighbors shook their hands and said nothing, leaving readers with a broad and rich imagination. Does neighbor Weng think this poor drunk is talking in his sleep? Or is he broke, too Is it because of frequent wars, no fixed place to live, and no intention to pay attention to "Niu Jing"? Or is the "bovine essence" that the cultivated land is circled to slaughter cattle worthless? Is it true that the neighbor Weng, like a poet, can write for the sake of literature without copying? Or is he not a local farmer at all, but exiled like a poet? ..... As a conclusion, the scenery is hidden, leaving a large blank for readers to mobilize their own thinking and imagination to speculate and supplement, which can be described as endless. (Yao Yuguang)
7. Zhang's translation of He Xinlang dragged a crutch up a tall building. Looking up at the Big Dipper hanging low in the night sky, I can see that the Cangjiang River is turning up stormy waves, and the moon is flowing on the misty continent. The clouds were swept away, and the cold wind was erratic, making it impossible to fly by boat overnight. The roosting swan goose has landed in the depths of the reeds in the small rope. With infinite melancholy, I want to look forward to the split mountains and rivers of the motherland, hanging together in vain. At this time, I only heard the snoring like a drum from the world. Who will dance with me when I am drunk?
Ten years later, like a nightmare, I walked all the way to Yangzhou. It's cold to lean against a tall building alone at night. I'm worried about my motherland, and I can't wait to swallow the arrogant Land Rover. You should personally kill the Jin master with this three-foot sword, and don't leave the resentment like the pipa resentment that Wang Zhaojun pops up. Blunt the sword, rust it, and turn it into dust in vain. Please comment and see if we are allowed to go fishing when we pass Tiaoxi. Ride the wind and waves, fly high.
8. Ye Mengde's translation of He Xinlang woke up and heard Huang's detailed words flowing and beautiful.
Moss covered with fallen flowers, dim windows in the evening, and countless withered petals on the ground. The wind blew away the residual flowers on the branches, and the flower watcher didn't come back, but the weeping willows were still dancing by themselves.
The mist gradually warmed up, and the faint summer heat returned to heaven and earth. I'm looking for a round fan like the moon again. The shadow of the fan is round, covered with yellow dust, and the married Qin Gong Nong Yu is still faintly visible.
It awakened my old hatred, so urgent and sudden. Dreaming of Jiangnan but melting in Hengjiang sandbar.
I saw the waves of the Yangtze River sticking to the sky, the Jiangpu rising in Ran Ran was as green as grapes, and the drizzle was like smoke floating in the air. Leaning in front of the building, looking at the smoke and waves, causing infinite yearning. Who can entrust him with a white apple flower? Acacia in both places can only be melancholy and empty, and Mulan boat lingers and moves.
When will Yun Fan, who is wandering in Wan Li, return? I watched the wandering geese fly into the mountains, and my sight was blocked by the mountains. Who can sing "Golden Thread" for me at the moment?