Autumn Pastoral Miscellaneous Original Text_Translation and Appreciation
The chrysanthemums are dripping with red dew, and the two crickets are talking about the bushes correspondingly. Insect threads have wiped out the leaves of the yellow sunflower, and the evening breeze is beside the high flowers. The Zhumen are full of joy in the evening, and the farmhouses are quiet at dusk. The man understands the morning glory and the woman can weave, and there is no need to cross the river star. The tangerine beetle is like a silkworm that has entered its transformation machine, and its cocoon hanging from the branches is like a coir raincoat; it suddenly transforms into a butterfly with many flowers, and it learns to fly as soon as its wings are pink. Watch quietly as the eaves spider builds its low web, hindering the flight of small insects for no reason. The dragonfly hangs upside down and the bee'er is embarrassed and calls on the mountain boy to help him out. The work of Chuichengzhu is hard and difficult. I avoid the rain, hate the wind, and even shy away from the cold. The note tells God to stop plundering the leftovers, and half reward the private debt and half lose the official position. When autumn comes, I'm afraid it will rain gradually, and there will be nothing wrong with it. When the rice is harvested and the work is done, the grain is dried until the weather clears up to the time of entering the warehouse. The panoramic view of the Mid-Autumn Festival belongs to Qianfu, and you can see Taihu Lake in the clear sky. The water and sky outside are the same color as silver, but there is a bright moon in the city. The mud mirror in the new construction field is flat, and every family is plowing rice while the frost is clear; there is light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the sound of flails is heard all night until dawn. When the charter boat is fully loaded and waiting to open the warehouse, the grains are as white as pearls and frost. Even if you lose a dendrobium in two minutes, you still win the chaff core. The house is filled with beetroot bottles and poppies, and the heavenly religion will live intoxicated. I don’t know if Xindi can pass the test? The rakes are pounded carefully to buy bighead carp, the rakes are pounded carefully to sell clams, and the west wind blows up the four-gilled perch. The cedar is crisp and greasy, but everywhere except Songjiang. The new frost marks the dawn and marks the depth of autumn, dyeing all the green forests into valerian forests. Only the orange grove has a unique scenery, with thousands of gold among the green trees. ——Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty, "Autumn Pastoral Miscellaneous" Autumn Pastoral Miscellaneous The wolfberry chrysanthemums are dripping with red dew, and the two crickets are talking about the bushes correspondingly. Insect threads have wiped out the leaves of the yellow sunflower, and the evening breeze is beside the high flowers.
The rich family is full of joy in the evening, and the farmhouse is quiet at dusk. The man understands the morning glory and the woman can weave, and there is no need to cross the river star.
The orange beetle is like a silkworm entering its transformation machine, and its cocoon hangs from the branches like a coir raincoat; suddenly it transforms into a butterfly with many flowers, and it learns to fly as soon as its wings are pink.
Watch quietly as the eaves spider builds its web low, hindering the flight of small insects for no reason. The dragonfly hung upside down and the beeer was embarrassed, so he called the mountain boy to rescue him.
It’s hard work to hang a bamboo basket, and you are afraid of the rain and the wind, and you are even more timid about the cold. The note tells God not to plunder the leftovers, and half of them will be rewarded for private debts and half of them will be lost to officials.
When autumn comes, I am afraid that it will rain gradually, and there will be nothing wrong with it. When the rice is harvested and the work is done, the grain is dried until the weather clears up to the time of entering the warehouse.
The panoramic view of the Mid-Autumn Festival belongs to Qianfu, and you can see Taihu Lake in the clear sky. The water and sky outside are the same color as silver, but there is a bright moon in the city.
The mud mirror of Xinzhuchang is flat, and every family is plowing rice while the frost is clear; there is light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the sound of flails is heard all night until dawn.
The charter boat is fully loaded and waiting to be opened, and the grains are as white as pearls and frost. Even if you lose a dendrobium in two minutes, you still win the chaff core.
The house is full of poppy bottles and poppies, and the Heavenly Cult will make a drunken living. I don’t know if Xindi can pass the test? I pound the rake carefully to buy bighead carp,
I pound the rake carefully to sell the bighead carp, and the west wind blows up the four-cheeked perch. The cedar is crisp and greasy, but everywhere except Songjiang.
The new frost marks the dawn and announces the depth of autumn, dyeing all the green forests into valerian forests. Only the orange grove has a unique scenery, with thousands of gold among the green trees. Pastoral, Autumn Life Notes ① Unprovoked: No reason.
②The harvest is about to be harvested.
③ Hidden husband: the hermit.
④ Charter a boat: rent a boat in meters. Waiting to open a warehouse: Waiting for the government to open a warehouse to collect rent.
⑤Don’t hesitate: endure the pain as a last resort. Bell: A unit of measure and capacity. In ancient times, six dendrobiums and four buckets were considered as one bell. Lose: pay, donate. Dendrobium: unit of measure and capacity. In ancient times, ten buckets of dendrobium were used as one hu, but in the late Southern Song Dynasty, it was changed to five buckets. Fan Chengda (1126-1193), whose courtesy name was Zhineng, was known as Shihu layman. Han nationality, from Wuxian County, Pingjiang (now Suzhou, Jiangsu Province). Poet of the Southern Song Dynasty. Posthumous title Wenmu. Starting from the Jiangxi School, he later studied the poetry of the Middle and Late Tang Dynasties, inherited the realism spirit of the New Yuefu poets such as Bai Juyi, Wang Jian, and Zhang Ji, and finally became his own school. The style is simple, fresh and charming. Poetry has a wide range of themes, and the works that reflect the content of rural social life have the highest achievements. Together with Yang Wanli, Lu You and You Miao, he is known as the "Four Great ZTE Poets" of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Fan Chengda
Fan Chengda (1126-1193), whose courtesy name was Zhineng, was known as Shihu layman. Han nationality, from Wuxian County, Pingjiang (now Suzhou, Jiangsu Province). Poet of the Southern Song Dynasty. Posthumous title Wenmu. Starting from the Jiangxi School, he later studied the poetry of the Middle and Late Tang Dynasties, inherited the realism spirit of the New Yuefu poets such as Bai Juyi, Wang Jian, and Zhang Ji, and finally became his own school. The style is simple, fresh and charming. Poetry has a wide range of themes, and the works that reflect the content of rural social life have the highest achievements. Together with Yang Wanli, Lu You and You Miao, he is known as the "Four Great ZTE Poets" of the Southern Song Dynasty. ? 2067 poems and essays. When I went to Yue, I passed through Wu, and the territory of Wu was connected with Yue. There are many kinds of oranges in the garden, and lotuses will not grow in the absence of water. There is a fire beside the bridge in the night market and a boat outside Chunfeng Temple.
Among them, the focus is on guests, and it will take years for you to leave. ——Tang Dynasty·Du Xunhe "Send Friends on a Tour to Wuyue"
Send Friends on a Tour to Wuyue
Tang Dynasty: Du Xunhe went to Yue and passed through Wu, and Wujiang was connected with Yue.
There are many kinds of oranges in the garden, and lotuses will not grow in the absence of water.
Fire near the night market bridge and boats outside Chunfeng Temple.
The focus is on guests, and it will take years for you to leave. Farewell, scenery, pastoral, mountains and rivers are always everywhere, so there is no doubt about Feng Shui here. Therefore, you should send me new poems. Fragrant flowers bloom in the valley, and cold algae dance in ripples. By having a relationship with Tamagawa, the gods may not miss each other. And send people home with flowing water. The sun is still setting on the top of the building, and the grass dew has stained my clothes. ——Song Dynasty·Su Shi's "Linjiang Immortal·Fengshui Cave Works"
Linjiang Immortal·Fengshui Cave Works
Song Dynasty: Su Shi's four major works have always been everywhere Man, there is no doubt about the feng shui here. Therefore, you should send me new poems. Fragrant flowers bloom in the valley, and cold algae dance in ripples.
By having two armpits with Tamagawa, the gods may not miss each other. And send people home with flowing water. The sun is still setting on the top of the building, and the grass dew has stained my clothes. Scenery, landscape, pastoral, lyrical. The flowers, branches, grass and vines are blooming in the eyes, and the little white hair is red and the girl's cheeks are red. It's a pity that the sweet fragrance is falling at sunset, and there is no need for a matchmaker when marrying with the spring breeze. (Part 1) The morning air in the palace north field is in full swing, and the yellow mulberry trees are drinking dew on the palace curtains. A long-waisted and strong woman secretly climbs and folds to feed Wu Wang's eight cocoon silkworms. (2) Silk is spun in the bamboo and a cart is picked up, while the green cicadas are noisy alone in the slanting sun. Peach gum welcomes summer and fragrant amber. If you teach yourself, you can grow melons. (Third) There are more than 20 people in their thirties, and they are hungry for small vegetables during the day. The elders at Qiaotou mourned each other because they left behind a volume of Rong Tao's book. (Fourth) Why don't men bring Wu hooks and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while. How can I be a scholar and a marquis of ten thousand households? (Part 5) Looking for chapters and excerpts from old carvings and insects, a jade bow hangs on the curtain under the dawn moon. Without seeing the Liaohai sea every year, where can the article cry about the autumn wind? (Sixth) Changqing is trapped in a sad and empty house, and Manqian takes advantage of her face with humor. Seeing the sword in the water of Ruoye River, I returned to the Ming Dynasty to serve the Monkey King. (Seventh) The young swallows flying in the spring water are born, and the wasps return with their small tails fluttering at the flowers. The window contains distant colors and leads to the bookstore, and the fish hold the fragrant hook near the rocky rock. (Eighth) The spring sand is soft and the mandarin ducks are warm, and it is late to return to the winding bank with poles and boats. The pepper leaf cover of the wooden fence is used to purge the wine, and the diseased appearance is supported by planting water chestnuts. (Nineth) Bian Rang recalled Cai Yong today, and he had no intention of singing and lying in the spring breeze. There is a bamboo can with calligraphy in the south of the house. When I was old, I went to the stream to work as a fisherman. (10) The mouth of the Changluan valley leans against the Ji family, and there are thousands of peaks and old green flowers in the daytime. I walk on rattan shoes to collect stone honey, and hold the moss in my hand to grow water shield flowers. (No. 11) New dragon eggs are born in the black water of Songxi River, and old horse teeth are born in Gui Cave. Who sent Yu Qing to cut the Taoist tapestry and dye a piece of silk yarn with the morning glow? (No. 12) The small tree opens up the path toward the north, and grows velvet that moistens the night smoke. The willow blossoms startle the snow-covered pond, and the wheat rain swells over the stream fields. The ancient temple is sparse with bells, and the distant mist breaks through the moon. A stone fire was struck on the sand, and bamboos were burned to illuminate the fishing boats. (Thirteen)——Tang Dynasty·Li He's "Thirteen Poems of Nanyuan"
Thirteen Poems of Nanyuan
Tang Dynasty: Li He
Flower branches and grass vines bloom in the eyes, and little white hair grows red on female cheeks.
It is a pity that the beautiful fragrance is falling at sunset, and there is no need for a matchmaker when marrying with the spring breeze. (Part 1)
The morning in the palace is full of energy, and the dew of yellow mulberry leaves touches the palace curtains.
A long-waisted and strong woman secretly climbs and folds to feed Wu Wang's eight cocoon silkworms. (Part 2)
A cart is spinning silk in the bamboo, and the green cicadas are noisy alone in the slanting sunlight.
Peach gum welcomes summer and fragrant amber, self-teaching will help you grow melons. (Part 3)
The flowers, branches, grass and vines open in the eyes, and the little white hair grows red on the girl's cheeks.
It is a pity that the beautiful fragrance is falling at sunset, and there is no need for a matchmaker when marrying with the spring breeze. (Part 1)
The morning in the palace is full of energy, and the dew of yellow mulberry leaves touches the palace curtains.
A long-waisted and strong woman secretly climbs and folds to feed Wu Wang's eight cocoon silkworms. (Part 2)
A cart is spinning silk in the bamboo, and the cicadas are noisy alone in the slanting sunlight.
Peach gum welcomes summer and fragrant amber, self-teaching will help you grow melons. (Third)
There are not more than twenty in thirty, and there are small vegetables growing hungry during the day.
The elders at Qiaotou mourned each other because they left behind a volume of Rong Tao. (Fourth)
Why don't men take Wu Gou and collect the fifty states in Guanshan?
Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while. Are you a scholar with ten thousand households? (Part 5)
Looking for chapters and excerpts from old carvings, the dawn moon is like a curtain hanging with a jade bow.
If I don’t see the sea every year, how can my article cry about the autumn wind? (Part 6)
Changqing is in a sad and empty house, but Manqian is humorous and makes herself look good.
Seeing the water sword of Ruoye River, I returned to the Ming Dynasty to serve the Monkey King. (Part 7)
The swallows fly when the spring water first comes, and the wasps return with their small tails fluttering at the flowers.
The window contains a distant view of the book, and the fish hold a fragrant hook near the rocky rock. (Part 8)
The spring sand is soft and the mandarin ducks are warm, and it is late to return to the curved bank for pole fishing.
The wooden railing with wine purges is covered with pepper leaves, and the diseased appearance is supported by water chestnut seeds. (Nine)
I let you recall Cai Yong today, but I had no intention of cutting the song and lying in the spring breeze.
There is a bamboo scroll with calligraphy in the south of the house. When he was old, he went to the stream to work as a fisherman. (Part 10)
The mouth of the Changluan valley leans against the Ji family, and thousands of peaks and green flowers bloom in the daytime.
I walk in rattan shoes to collect stone honey, and hold the moss in my hand to grow water shield flowers. (Part 11)
New dragon eggs are born in the black water of Songxi River, and old horse teeth are born in Gui Cave.
Who sent Yu Qing to cut the Taoist tapestry and dye a piece of silk yarn with the morning glow? (Part 12) Scenery, lyrical, pastoral, life poems