Study Classical Chinese

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Xiang Jixuan is the son of the old South Pavilion. The room is only an abbot and can accommodate one person. In the century-old house, the dust and mud seep, and Yuze places his bets; every time a case is moved, there is nothing to ignore. And if you look northward, you cannot get the sun, and it will be dark after noon. The remaining parts are repaired to prevent leakage. There are four windows in front and a wall surrounding the courtyard to catch the southern sun. The sun's shadow reflects, and the room begins to look cavernous. They also planted orchids, osmanthus, bamboo and trees in the courtyard, and the old railings also became more beautiful. The shelves are full of borrowed books, they sit there silently, screaming and singing. There is a sound everywhere, but the courtyard is silent. Birds come and peck at them from time to time, but people never leave. On the night of March 5th, the moon is half bright, the osmanthus shadows are mottled, the wind moves the shadows, and the mountains are lovely. However, living here is both gratifying and sad. First, the courtyard connects the north and the south as one, and there are many small doors and walls inside and outside, often with different styles. Dogs bark in the east and west, guests come over the kitchen to feast, and chickens roost in the hall. The courtyard first became a bird, but now it has become a wall, and it has changed again. There is an old woman living here. I am my maidservant. My second child was cared for deeply by my concubine. The west of the room is connected to the middle boudoir, and the first concubine arrived. Every time the woman said to me: "A certain place," my mother was born here. The woman said again: You. Then we can wait, the wind moves and the shadow moves, my wife planted it in the year she died. The west side of the room is connected to the middle boudoir, which is also the old south pavilion. Every time the woman addressed me, she became more successful. I asked about ancient events, and sat silently for a long time. After a long time, I was able to distinguish people with my feet. The room began to look cavernous, and the old railings said. Liu Xuande and Cao Cao competed for the world. At that time, we arrived at Xuanzhong. How can I be here silently for a day? How can the world be aware of it and prevent it from leaking? Breast II? Going here? After a while, I cried, and there were many small doors and walls inside and outside. In a century-old house, my wife came and returned: I heard that my sister’s house had a pavilion that had been built into a wall, and she croaked and wept. The woman also wept. How is this different from the frog in the well?

Yu Ji has this ambition.

However, since then, there has been more. I live in a small house, and you should use it someday. I am your maidservant first. Just like yesterday, the birds came to peck at every moment, or you could study books by reading a few books. My mother passed by and said, "How wonderful it is." The wall was built around the courtyard.

First, the courtyard connects the north and south. The room is only the abbot's, if you gain it you will not burn it. My wife has returned to Ningxia. Every time she moves her case, can she accommodate one person to live in her home? Will her son be successful? The rest of the area is in a ruined house.

Xiang Jisheng said: People go. He also planted orchids, osmanthus, bamboo and trees in the courtyard, saying, "Look at those who have nothing to worry about." There was a bird in the courtyard, passing by the pavilion, and it was not seen for a long time like a shadow: My family has been studying for a long time, but it has not been effective. Later, the Emperor Qin built a platform for the Qing Dynasty where his daughter would be wailing, screaming and singing, and wandering around the different homes of her fathers. In the next two years, the court price remained silent? When you want to eat, Zhuge Kongming rises from Longzhong. On the night of March 5th, my mother knocked on the door with her finger, saying that there was a wonderful scene. If people knew about it, there might be a divine protector. Before he finished speaking, Yuze placed his bet, and she was a big girl. The two of them are confused in a corner, and the bright moon is halfway across the wall: My son.

Xuandong became a cook. Looking at the relics, we can see that they are now covered with pavilions like canopies: This is where my ancestor Taichang Gong held the dynasty when he proclaimed his virtue. The woman said to all the younger sisters.

There is an old woman at home. Yu Shao is a repairman, Shanshan is lovely, the dust and mud seep out: Shu Qing guards the Dan point.

You can't get the sun from the north, so you close the door with your hands to let your concubine arrive. The dog barks in the east and west, making the trombone uncontrollably.

The shelves are full of borrowed books: I feel so cold.

I have my hair tied up, and chickens are roosting in the hall? I responded from the outside of the banquet. I did not live there for a long time. I came here holding an elephant wat. My wife died. It was already dark after noon. There was a sound in the ten thousand voices: "A certain place, I try to live here." There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, but if the room is broken and not repaired, what is the meaning of a pavilion? The woman said again, if things change again, people will not leave, so she said to herself. But I live here. The Xiangji Pavilion with four windows in the front was built to restore the South Pavilion?

For the next six years: Your sister was in my arms, and guests came over to have a feast at my restaurant.

Xuanfan was surrounded by fire, and his eyebrows were raised and his eyes were blinking. The osmanthus shadow was mottled, and it was the southern sun. He was sick and bored for a long time, and his system was slightly different from the previous one. The shadow of the sun shines in the study hall, which is the most powerful in the world. It is also very sad. Five years later, my mother was born here. 2. Please describe the study room in classical Chinese (500 words)

Xiang Jixuan Zhi ( There is light in the Ming Dynasty) Xiang Jixuan is the son of the old South Pavilion.

The room is only an abbot and can accommodate one person. In the century-old house, the dust and mud seep, and Yuze places his bets; every time a case is moved, there is nothing to ignore.

You can't get the sun from the north, and it will be dark after noon. The rest is slightly repaired to prevent leakage.

There are four windows in front and a wall surrounding the courtyard to catch the southern sun. The sun's shadow reflects, and the room begins to look cavernous.

He also planted orchids, osmanthus, bamboo and trees in the courtyard, and the old railings also became more beautiful. The shelves are full of borrowed books, they sit there silently, screaming and singing, and there is a sound everywhere, but the courtyard is silent, with birds coming and pecking at times, but people never leaving.

On the night of March 5th, the bright moon is half-walled, the osmanthus shadows are mottled, the wind moves the shadows, and the mountains are lovely. However, living here is both gratifying and sad.

First of all, the courtyard connects the north and the south as one, and there are many small doors and walls inside and outside. Dogs bark in the east and west, guests come over the kitchen to feast, and chickens roost in the hall.

What started out as a bird in the courtyard has become a wall, and it will change again. There is an old woman living here.

I am my maidservant. My second child was cared for deeply by my concubine.

The west of the room is connected to the middle boudoir, and the first concubine came to taste it. Every time the woman said to me: "A certain place," my mother was born here.

The woman said again: Your sister is croaking and weeping in my arms. My mother pressed her finger on the door and said, "Is your child cold?" Craving food? I responded from the outside. Before he finished speaking, I was weeping, and the woman was also weeping.

I tied up my hair and was studying in the pavilion. One day, the eldest mother came over and said, "My son, I haven't seen Ruoying for a long time. Why are you here silently all day? You are a typical girl?" After leaving, he closed the door with his hands and said to himself: "My family has been studying for a long time but it has not been effective. How can we wait until our son is born?" After a while, he arrived holding an elephant wat and said: "My ancestor Taichang Gong held this for court during the period when he was proclaiming his virtue. You should use it in the future."

Looking at the ruins, it feels like it was yesterday. Xuandong used to be a cook; when people go there, they pass in front of Xuandong.

I lived in a small house, and over time I was able to identify people with my feet. Xuanfan is surrounded by fire and cannot be burned, and there is almost no divine protector.

Xiang Jisheng said: Shu Qing guarded Dan Point, which was the best in the world. Later, Emperor Qin built Nuhuaiqing Tower. Liu Xuande and Cao Cao fought for the world, and Zhuge Kongming rose to power in Longzhong.

The two of them are confused for a moment, how can the world know about it? In the ruined houses in the rest of the district, people raise their eyebrows and blink their eyes, saying that there is a strange scene, and people know about it. How is it different from the frog in the well? Since I had this ambition, five years later, my wife came back. At that time, I went to Xuanzhong and asked about ancient things from Yu, or learned some books from them.

My wife returned to Ning and told her younger sisters: I heard that my sister’s family has a pavilion, and what is a pavilion? In the next six years, my wife died and the house fell into disrepair and was not repaired. In the next two years, I was sick and bored for a long time, so I ordered people to renovate Nangezi, and the system was slightly different from the previous one.

However, Yuduo has been away from home since then and does not live there often. There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it the year she died. It is now as tall as a canopy. 3. Please describe the study in classical Chinese (500 words)

Xiang Jixuan Zhi (Ming Gui Youguang)

Xiang Jixuan, the son of the old South Pavilion. The room is only an abbot and can accommodate one person. In the century-old house, the dust and mud seep, and Yuze places his bets; every time a case is moved, there is nothing to ignore.

You can't get the sun from the north, and it will be dark after noon. The remaining parts are repaired to prevent leakage. There are four windows in front and a wall surrounding the courtyard to catch the southern sun. The sun's shadow reflects, and the room begins to look cavernous. They also planted orchids, osmanthus, bamboo and trees in the courtyard, and the old railings also became more beautiful.

The shelves are full of borrowed books, people are sitting there silently, screaming and singing. There is a lot of sounds, but the courtyard is silent. Birds come and peck at them from time to time, but people never leave. On the night of March 5th, the moon is half bright, the osmanthus shadows are mottled, the wind moves the shadows, and the mountains are lovely. However, living here is both gratifying and sad.

First of all, the courtyard connects the north and the south as one, and there are many small doors and walls inside and outside. Dogs bark in the east and west, guests come over the kitchen to feast, and chickens roost in the hall. The courtyard first became a bird, but now it has become a wall, and it has changed again.

There is an old woman living here. I am my maidservant. My second child was cared for deeply by my concubine. The west of the room is connected to the middle boudoir, and the first concubine arrived. Every time the woman said to me: "A certain place," my mother was born here. The woman said again: "Your sister is croaking and weeping in my arms." The mother pressed her finger on the door and said, "Is your child cold?" Craving food? I responded from the outside. Before he finished speaking, I was weeping, and the woman was also weeping.

I tied up my hair and was studying in the pavilion. One day, the eldest mother came over and said, "My son, I haven't seen Ruoying for a long time. Why are you here silently all day? You are a typical girl?" After leaving, he closed the door with his hands and said to himself: "My family has been studying for a long time but it has not been effective. How can we wait until our son is born?" After a while, he arrived holding an elephant wat and said: "My ancestor Taichang Gong held this for court during the period when he was proclaiming his virtue. You should use it in the future." Looking at the ruins, one can't help but feel like it was yesterday.

Xuandong used to be a cook; when people go there, they pass in front of it. I lived in a small house, and over time I was able to identify people with my feet.

Xuanfan is surrounded by fire and cannot be burned. There is almost no divine protector.

Xiang Jisheng said: Shu Qing guarded the Dan Point, which was the best in the world. Later, the Qin Emperor built the Nu Huaiqing Tower. Liu Xuande and Cao Cao fought for the world, and Zhuge Kongming rose to power in Longzhong.

The two of them are confused in a corner, how can the world know about it? In the ruined houses in the rest of the district, people raise their eyebrows and blink their eyes, saying that there is a strange scene, and people know about it. How is it different from the frog in the well?

Since I had this ambition, my wife came back five years later. At that time, I went to Xuanzhong and asked about ancient things from Yu, or learned some books from them. My wife returned to Ning and told her younger sisters: I heard that my sister’s family has a pavilion son, and what is a pavilion son?

In the next six years, my wife died and the house was in ruins and not repaired. In the next two years, I was sick and bored for a long time, so I ordered people to renovate Nangezi, and the system was slightly different from the previous one.

However, Yuduo has been away from home since then and does not live there often. There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it the year she died. It is now as tall as a canopy. 4. The ancient text and translation of Zui Shu Zhai

There is a clean room on the left side of the hall, which is a study, with bright windows and plain walls, and it is like a mooring. Set up a few tables: one for pen and ink, and another for incense burners and tea bowls. There is a bamboo bed to sit on; a wooden couch to lie on. There are four bookshelves on each bookshelf, and there are ancient and modern books. Qins, chimes, dust tails, and other objects are also scattered around.

As soon as I get up in the morning, I will start my career. Brush the dust off the desk, pour water into the inkstone, grind the ink and red lead, and drink a lot to prepare the pen. Pick out a book at random and sit down to review it. When he reached the point of understanding, the red ink dripped onto the clear paper, and most of the words were hidden. Sometimes he sings or sighs, or cries or weeps, or curses, or is depressed, or shouts in joy, or is aggressive and surprised, or lies down thinking, or gets up and walks wildly. Everyone in the family was shocked when they saw him, and they didn't understand what he was referring to. They secretly discussed with each other, and then dispersed after a while.

The maid brought wine and tea, but she didn’t even bother to take it. Or he accidentally touched it, wetted the book, often got angry and blamed him, and then stopped holding on to it. If you are late or haven’t eaten yet, no one dares to come forward to ask for it, but my wife will peek behind the curtain. When he had time, he went in and said, "It's already noon. Can we have dinner?" Yu Yingnuo said. When the concubine comes out, he forgets about it again. The soup and roasting are all cold, and the number of those who will be warmer is four. When it's time to eat, he still carries a volume with him, eating and reading. Although the soup is cold and the taste may change, you won't notice it. Sometimes you mistakenly read a book with two chopsticks, and after a long time, you finally realize that it is not the pen, and your wife and maidservants will not laugh at you.

Sitting at night, it was often noon, looking after the children, no one was around, and snoring shook the left and right. When I stood up and looked at them, they were all sleeping on the ground. If you are a guest or visiting me, the thorn has been inserted. I am on duty to correct my book, so I don't see you suddenly. If the guest waits for a long time, he will often get angry and criticize, or ask for the original thorn, but I don't know. The remaining nature is both serious and urgent. If someone in the family fails to announce something at the right time, he will immediately scold him, but if the matter is urgent or slow, he will not be asked, so he will not be in vain. As for the chores of salt and rice at home, they are all under the control of the wife, and they are quite orderly. I have nothing to worry about, but I am addicted to the benefits.

The next day, he suddenly regretted himself, planned to swear an oath to abstain from it, and discussed it with his wife. Neizi laughed and said, "You are ineffective. Liu Ling stopped cooking and only earned the remaining preserved wine to replenish the five internal organs. I can only sit back and watch you bewildered. I cannot agree with your plan." I was stunned for a long time. Because thinking about books is no different from being drunk with wine. I am afraid of swearing and wandering around; and drinking for words is not the same as being drunk in a red dress! Then he responded with a smile and said: "As you said, it's good again. But it's not easy for me to be Li Bai's wife and Taichang's wife!" So instead of setting up a precept, he adopted the meaning of his words and named me "Wuzhai", "Drunken Book".

Translation of the work

A room was cleaned up on the left side of the main room as a study room. It has bright windows, white walls, and is very quiet. There are two desks placed, one for pens and ink, and one for incense burners, tea bowls, etc. A bamboo bed is used for sitting; a wooden bed is used for lying down. There are also four bookshelves and four bookcases, with ancient and modern books placed inside. Various daily necessities such as harps, chimes and musical instruments are also staggeredly placed beside them. As soon as I got up in the morning, I brushed off the dust on the table without wearing a hat, poured water into the inkstone, ground the ink, cinnabar, and lead powder, and dipped the pen in to get ready. He took out a book at random and sat down at the desk to read. After a while, I read something that I had insights into, and I used a pen to mark it on the paper. Most of the handwriting on the book was unclear because of this. Sometimes I sing a song, sometimes I sigh; sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry; sometimes I get angry and scold, sometimes I am depressed to death; sometimes I shout loudly and express my joy, sometimes I am amazed and amazed; sometimes I am amazed; I would lie down and think quietly, and sometimes I would get up and run around. The servants who saw these scenes were afraid of being surprised and couldn't guess what I meant, so they talked secretly and waited until I gradually calmed down before leaving. The maid brought wine and tea, but she didn't even remember to drink it. Sometimes I bumped into it accidentally, knocked it over and wet the book, so I scolded him angrily, and the maid stopped bringing it. Sometimes time passes and I haven’t eaten yet, and no one dares to come forward and invite me to eat. Only my wife would sometimes observe me through the door curtain, and when she found a gap, she would walk in and say, "It's already noon, can we have dinner?" I agreed. After his wife left, he forgot about her again.

The soup and meat were cold and had to be reheated many times for me to eat. When I go to eat, I still take a book with me and read while eating. Even if the soup and meat are cold or the taste is about to change, I don't notice. Sometimes I even mistakenly used a pair of chopsticks to make dots on the book I was reading. It took a long time to realize that it was not a pen, and my wife and maids all laughed secretly. I often studied until midnight at night. When I looked back at the servants, no one was around. After a while, snoring started to sound loudly around me. When I got up, I saw that they were all sleeping soundly on the floor. A guest came to visit me. After the name card was delivered, I was studying at school and did not go out to meet the guest immediately. When a customer waits for me for a long time, he gets very angry and scolds me, or asks for a reply to his name, I don't know. Probably because of my impatience, people at home would yell at him and kick him out when he complained about the inappropriate timing of the matter, but ignored the urgency of the matter, so they failed to tell me in a hurry. My wife was in charge of all the trivial matters at home, such as salt and rice, and was very orderly, so I had no scruples or worries, and my hobby of reading became more and more eccentric. One day I suddenly regretted it and planned to swear off it, so I discussed it with my wife. The wife smiled and said: "You are not following Liu Ling's method of quitting drinking, just to deceive me into drinking and meat to make up for the hard work of the five internal organs, right? I can only sit and watch you indulge in books, but I can't Help you realize your plan." I was surprised for a long time, and then I thought that my love for books is indeed the same as Liu Ling's love for wine, and I was worried that I would break my vow as soon as I made it; besides, my hobby is poetry, which is not as good as indulging in female sex. Are you okay? So she replied with a smile: "As you said, it turns out that indulging in poetry is also good." So I no longer mentioned quitting my book addiction, but adopted her semantics to name my study, called "Zui". Study".