And Weiquan, Invested in Yangming Dong Tian Fifty Rhymes Original | Translation | Appreciation _ Introduction of the Original Author

I sat in Qingyang during the day when I was halfway through the trip.

The country is still strong, and Ji Cheng is aloof and lonely.

Rirao salt boiled the sea, and the scenic spot is Shuicheng Lake.

Bulls fight in the sky, elephants hang down, and the platform clearly shows the map.

Abundance fills the market and beauty is beyond words.

Gou Jian's legacy is a bully, and his old customs are beautiful.

The bow of the dragon is right, and the beasts under the bridge are indifferent.

The taste of the country is precious, and so is the partridge when it is fresh.

In summer, the language is different and the clothes are different.

Tame the maids with moths' eyebrows and sing frog horn slaves.

The enemy of Qingjiang River, Elo, is worse than the witch.

The amphibious crane of Huabiao United for several hours.

Smoke and waves diverge, and clouds and trees meet the corner of the city.

The stream is picturesque and the continent is as flat as water.

Green rice seedlings, purple bamboo shoots and new reeds.

Warm lotus roots in the mud, seek stones on the pu.

The rain came and the thunder stung the whole Soviet Union.

Yellow silk with yellow eyes and crimson wax beads in the greenhouse.

Lin Fengxin bamboo fold, old mulberry burning in the wild.

Money is long, elms are short.

Mysterious wild vegetables, low-humidity strip weeds.

Accompanied by a woman, she cooked carp.

Mandrill cried for children, and the forest is the capital of the mountain.

Industrially, silkworm ants breed ducks.

Spring rocks are covered with snow, and moss walls are covered with brocade.

The weir restricts the boat to travel, and the dike opens the horse.

At the corner of the Nishino River, Yumei Temple is on a path.

Why is the cave cut? Who are the stars?

Stone concave fairy medicine mortar, steep peak Buddha incense burner.

Go and throw the gold, and throw the jade pot.

You still invite guests to stay, but you don't need help.

Premier Wen Wangxian is a beautiful husband.

The forerunner stood in a horizontal space and sat in a column.

The secretariat turned over the falcon, and the minister dragged it.

After learning Zen, there is, and the wonderful view creates nothingness.

In the bun, the monk's treasure is passed, and in the ring, the Taoist pivot is obtained.

Eight poems were sung on the stairs, and the three capitals were endowed with inkstones.

Those who hold Luo tend to be purple and Zhu.

Don't hide in the temple, but the soldiers will store Sun Wu slightly.

Commander-in-chief of the three armed forces, surging, the world trend.

Thousands of households are loving mothers, and six counties are strict aunts.

Pay more attention to men than money.

Send a song, laugh at prostitutes, laugh at Land Rover.

When drinking, pat turtles and count silver bass.

Although the hometown of leading a drunken life is close at hand, the pleasure is also a moment.

Too many saints to study abroad.

Yu Yi has a lifelong ambition, and I am one hundred years old.

Three thousand miles on the river and twelve roads in the city.

If you don't have a partner, it's only for your wife.

White heads and green hills meet, and there is no match.

Bai Juyi (772 ~ 846), a native of Xinzheng, Henan Province (now xinzheng city, Zhengzhou City, Henan Province), is the author of Fifty Rhymes of Jianyang Mingdongtian Heweichun. He was a great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty and one of the three great poets in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi was born in Dongguo Village, Xinzheng, Zhengzhou (now Dongguo Temple Village, xinzheng city) in the first month of the seventh year of Tang Daizong Dali (772). Bai Zu was born in Taiyuan, Shanxi, and Bai Juyi's grandfather moved to Xiazhai (now Weinan North, Shaanxi). Zhong Bai used to be the magistrate of Gongxian (now gongyi city, Zhengzhou, Henan), and he was friends with his neighbor Xinzheng magistrate at that time. Seeing the beautiful scenery of Xinzheng, Bai Juyi moved to Xinzheng. He was born in Xinzheng, Henan. He was buried in Luoyang, Henan Province after his death. The memorial hall of Bai Juyi's former residence is located in the suburb of Luoyang, and the White Garden (Bai Juyi's Tomb) is located in Pipa Peak in Xiangshan, south of Luoyang. Bai Juyi's poems have a wide range of themes, diverse forms and simple and popular language, and are known as "the poet's magic" and "the king of poets". Official to Hanlin bachelor, Zuo Zanshan doctor. Up to now, there are Bai's "Changqing Collection", and the representative works include Song of Eternal Sorrow, Charcoal Man, Pipa Travel and so on.

Bai Juyi's Other Works ○ Song of Eternal Sorrow

○ Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake

○ farewell of grass/endowed with ancient grass

○ Look at wheat cutting.

○ Recalling Jiangnan, Jiangnan is good.

○ More works by Bai Juyi