Yu Yu Xiaobu Original _ Translation and Appreciation
Wang Fuzhi (161910/October 7th-1692 February 18) was born in Hengyang County (now Hengyang, Hunan Province). He, Gu, and Huang Zongxi are called the three great thinkers in Ming and Qing Dynasties. His works include Zhouyi Zhuan, Huangshu, Shangshu Yi Yin, Records of Li Yong, Chunqiu, Nightmare, Zi Zhi Tong Jian, On Song Dynasty and so on. Wang Fuzhi studied with his father and brother since childhood. Wang Fuzhi took an active part in the anti-Qing uprising when he was young. In his later years, Wang Fuzhi lived in seclusion in Ishikawa Mountain and wrote books and biographies. Since then, scholars have called him Mr. Chuanshan. Wang fuzhi
He Guan counted a poem, half a piece of paper and a few words of acacia. Two lines of tears break rouge, Byakki Smoker is lonely. Swallows and butterflies are in full bloom. Willow branches, cuicui and lingering are all related to the heart. There is a gift workshop on the table, which is very long in color and used to be Dan's banquet. Poor Xinyan is jealous of her new make-up, high-bun palace, sentimental peony, fragrant begonia, and the flowers are not as graceful as my mother. Tips, music, and singing to the bottle. Who is the boudoir in love with? Thrushcross, guess the mystery of romance. Jade hissed in Tongtuo Lane and came back drunk in the middle of the night. A little tidying up, a little daring, who is like you. Self-knowledge indefensible, lying clothes under the lamp. Cool after dinner, Gui Xiang. People are in the west wing. Fairy cups hold jade mandarin ducks in pairs, and wine makes Qionghua. The ring is jingling, the crisp tube is melodious, and the gold hairpin is twelve lines. Wandering in my hometown, cleaning up the evening performances and singing more songs in Ting Yun. Spring flower brocade machine, empty jade cup, March 30. Cherish spring as the taste of parting, only owe people tears. The warbler at the bottom of the tree, wanting to stay without a plan, feels sad. Liu Di, Cuiwei, lazy to tie the carved saddle. Down the river on the blue lake, the snowy night is as bright as day. I have traveled on the blue lake, with new hair and old mountains. Fighting wine to drown my sorrows, cold singing sleeves, the twelfth floor in the middle of the month. Shore head, frozen willow, with fine plum blossoms. Open the Xuandao Garden to enjoy Meirong Jingu Palace, which is half empty and has the dream of visiting immortals. The embroidered screen is fragrant and cold, and the dew is wet and heavy. Fairy boy, who collects herbs, wears flowers with phoenix and goes to Twelve Peaks in Jin Ao. Drunken Weng, riding the wind, entered the Peach Garden Cave together. Look at the caves and Taoist priests on the cloud tower, and their poems are faint. Call me to Kunlun while drinking, knowing that there are immortal points. Phoenix is shining in the mountains, singing and rhyme, and painting outside. Look at the clouds with you, Penglai is close at hand. In the suburbs, Lu made Wang beg for a small screen and a thin shadow, and he was young and sick. There are two or three noises outside the pot, which arouse the pursuit of fragrance. Cuiguan Andrew, Yiyi is graceful and graceful, and Yurong is a golden sutra. The whole city, the moonlight, the drunken carving saddle. At night, the screen, grass pavilion and pool surface that send messages to Zen master Zhitian are clean. Jathyapple chanted sutras, and only Hanshan listened. Baoding is fragrant, copper vases are shaded, and Jing Quan is cold with autumn leaves. Cold water, yo yo Luming Literature, write me Lin Quanxing. The apricot altar and medicine column on Du Dong's billiards table are all fragrant clouds. There are no mountains in the depths of the fairy palace, only peach blossoms. Red rain, Wang Pei Shanshan, bright moon with green curtain. Xiao Huan handed an oil lamp and slowly sang Penglai. The singer sued Mei Shuibin and Tanchun, but there was no letter from Nanzhi. A curtain of fragrant dreams rolls pear clouds, and gradually feels cold and fragrant. On the evening of Danyue, in the deep snow village, I think of you in those days. Tears and powder stains, v. Yu Yan Jiangnan Hate. There are six impromptu bridges on the lake, and the green eyes of willow tips smile at the spring breeze. A river of green grapes, plum blossoms upside down. Medicine stove is a cloud nest, lonely for thousands of years. Lin Buxian has already left. Jiu Hao, wild crane, relax with me. Cold spring pavilion in front of the temple. Cave, pink and emerald screen. Across the stream, Wulingyuan is suspected, with different shadows. Jin Xian, a stone house, is covered with moss and wet with inkstone. Cold in spring, watching apes, shaking off plum blossom slices. Crossing Liuruan East Road, Haitang step by step. Peach water is full of fragrance, on the sunset creek bridge. Fairy palm nectar, jade pestle Xuanshuang, purple flute cold night phoenix. Ruanlang, sentimental, people don't see spring peace. Exploring prunes, exploring plums, and fragrant across the bank. Five clouds fairy six clothes, invited me to get drunk before flowers. Phoenix Qi Fei, Yao steps like water, Xiao returns to the moon. Tongxi, lost on the road, reunited on a snowy night. -Yuan Dynasty, Zhang Kejiu's "Emperor Lu Guan Suan Zhai Xiao", and Emperor Lu Guan Suan Zhai Xiao.
Zhang Kejiu in Yuan Dynasty
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A poem, half a piece of paper, a few words of acacia. Two lines of tears break rouge, Byakki Smoker is lonely. Swallows and butterflies are in full bloom. Willow branches, cuicui and lingering are all related to the heart.
There is a present on the table.
Jiao Fang, who grows in color, once served as Dan's party. Poor Xinyan is jealous of her new make-up, high-bun palace, sentimental peony, fragrant begonia, and the flowers are not as graceful as my mother. Tips, music, and singing to the bottle.
Guiqing
With whom, thrush, guess the mystery of romance. Jade hissed in Tongtuo Lane and came back drunk in the middle of the night. A little tidying up, a little daring, who is like you. Self-knowledge and indefensible, lying under the lamp.
Work at a party.
It's cool in the evening, Gui Xiang, and people are in the West Building. Fairy cups hold jade mandarin ducks in pairs, and wine makes Qionghua. The ring is jingling, the crisp tube is melodious, and the gold hairpin is twelve lines. Wandering in my hometown, cleaning up the evening performances and singing more songs in Ting Yun.
Go for a spring outing
Brocade machine, empty jade cup, March 30. Cherish spring as the taste of parting, only owe people tears. The warbler at the bottom of the tree, wanting to stay without a plan, feels sad. Liu Di, Cuiwei, lazy to tie the carved saddle.
Blue lake
Down the river, the snowy night will be as bright as day. I have traveled on the blue lake, with new hair and old mountains. Fighting wine to drown my sorrows, cold singing sleeves, the twelfth floor in the middle of the month. Shore head, frozen willow, with fine plum blossoms.
Open the Taoist temple and enjoy beauty and dignity.
Golden Palace, half empty, has experienced the dream of wandering immortals all his life. The embroidered screen is fragrant and cold, and the dew is wet and heavy. Fairy boy, who collects herbs, wears flowers with phoenix and goes to Twelve Peaks in Jin Ao. Drunken Weng, riding the wind, entered the Peach Garden Cave together.
Look at the bottom of the cloud.
Taoist Dong Bin has a dizzy poem. Call me to Kunlun while drinking, knowing that there are immortal points. Phoenix is shining in the mountains, singing and rhyme, and painting outside. Look at the clouds with you, Penglai is close at hand.
Lu Mi asked for an audience with Fu in the suburbs.
Small screen, thin shadow, and senile diseases. There are two or three noises outside the pot, which arouse the pursuit of fragrance. Cuiguan Andrew, Yiyi is graceful and graceful, and Yurong is a golden sutra. The whole city, the moonlight, the drunken carving saddle.
Sit at night and send a message to Zen master Zhitian.
The screen, grass pavilion and pool surface are all clean. Jathyapple chanted sutras, and only Hanshan listened. Baoding is fragrant, copper vases are shaded, and Jing Quan is cold with autumn leaves. Cold water, yo yo Luming Literature, write me Lin Quanxing.
Dudongchishang
Apricots, medicinal columns and fragrant clouds are everywhere. There are no mountains in the depths of the fairy palace, only peach blossoms. Red rain, Wang Pei Shanshan, bright moon with green curtain. Xiao Huan handed an oil lamp and slowly sang Penglai.
Singer v. Mei
Waterfront, tanchun, no letter from Nanzhi. A curtain of fragrant dreams rolls pear clouds, and gradually feels cold and fragrant. On the evening of Danyue, in the deep snow village, I think of you in those days. Tears and powder stains, v. Yu Yan Jiangnan Hate.
Improvisation on the lake
Six small bridges, willow tips, green eyes smiling at the spring breeze. A river of green grapes, plum blossoms upside down. Medicine stove is a cloud nest, lonely for thousands of years. Lin Buxian has already left. Jiu Hao, wild crane, relax with me.
Lengquantingshang
In front of the temple Cave, pink and emerald screen. Across the stream, Wulingyuan is suspected, with different shadows. Jin Xian, a stone house, is covered with moss and wet with inkstone. Cold in spring, watching apes, shaking off plum blossom slices.
Guoliu ruandong
Roadside, begonia, step by step. Peach water is full of fragrance, on the sunset creek bridge. Fairy palm nectar, jade pestle Xuanshuang, purple flute cold night phoenix. Ruanlang, sentimental, people don't see spring peace.
Tan Mei
Water in the west, plum exploration, fragrance across the bank. Five clouds fairy six clothes, invited me to get drunk before flowers. Phoenix Qi Fei, Yao steps like water, Xiao returns to the moon. Tongxi, lost on the road, reunited on a snowy night.
▲ Shu Huai Guan Cai, Anbang policy, useless buried in the air. Someone jumped out of the world of mortals, Qilitan, Wuliuzhai, and became famous for thousands of years. Liquor, orange twist and Linxi pillow are clean. Drunk songs stop smelling yellow flowers. The fragrance dies, and the butterfly is also worried. Drink a lot of wine! When a rooster crows, people are busy and force themselves to get ahead. Hu Die fell asleep while I was dreaming. Hello, laugh at me, better than you! The snow is full, the frost is falling, and an old chap like me has no greed. The crazy map was flooded by the storm. Enjoy a big fortune and a heavy title. Don't laugh at me! Wearing a purple robe and living in the Yellow Pavilion, Jiuding is so heavy. Spoons are tasteless and make people laugh. Abandon the official, resign from the DPRK and go home. I feel lonely and sad in the boudoir. I cry in the cold, just waiting for the reunion dream to come back. A sad thing, a sad heart. Cui Dai raised his eyebrows, tears dripped and his sleeves were wet. Feel the lingering spring scenery, Yingying is lazy and dreams of Huai 'an at the age of 100. Fame is illusory. It's hard to blink when you jump. Sighing the world, looking for thousands of mountains, a line of wind and waves separated by immortals. I advise you not to exist in name only. No one dares to be insatiable and bold. The common people buy gold for laughter, wrap their heads in brocade and get a bosom friend. Tired people are naturally enthusiastic. It won't hurt you to wring the crane and break the piano. The boudoir is broken, flowers are scarce, and old hatreds and new worries are piled up in disorder. Sijun stared at the terrace. There are no fish or geese, and there is no news. Violent officials are in a sweet situation, while roads are dangerous and tigers and leopards are majestic. Few people hate Qiu Donne. Business is booming, and disaster is added. Nowhere to flash. Sigh that there are not many traps, springs and Shi Huo in the world, but they live like silkworms. Leather makes brocade, cocoon makes silk, and pupa swings to death. The boudoir is a mess, and the hair clasp is falling. How to survive by eating less and worrying more? Draw lots to set divination as a work class. When flowers look bad, ghosts get sick and tired. Beautiful foot small brocade step, fragrant wind, golden lotus skirt yarn. Ling Bo socks, soft and delicate lining. Nephrite, new moon, meet and kill. Prostitute Huang Zhaocun is a fool, although he has money and silver. I don't love twins, I am old and strict, I am heartless, and I am short of money. Happy to drink purple crab fat, white wine is beautiful, everything is unintentional and wins the cup. Get drunk before you rest. Set the midnight bell, crow and dream. Deer are cooked and fattened, fish are fried, and chrysanthemum is ripened with white wine. There is no need to squeeze mud towels. The more wine you add, the less you add, the more you kill. Police dogs probe the soup, fish catch the net. It hurts to walk along your body. Liuyaohua looks oblique, which is amazing. Liu Nong jiao, gorgeous makeup, Mo Jun reward. Villagers go to the hospital to get rich, touch flowers and plants, and never pick on the tendons in the village. Take some photos quickly first. Gouge out the bone marrow and the brain, and you can go to bed early. -Ceng Rui's Four Jade Pieces in Southern Shandong _ Chua's in Shuhuaiguan and Four Jade Pieces in Southern Shandong _ Chua's in Shuhuaiguan in Yuan Dynasty.
Ceng Rui in Yuan Dynasty
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It's no use thinking about nothing and burying it underground. Someone jumped out of the world of mortals, Qilitan, Wuliuzhai, and became famous for thousands of years. Liquor, orange twist and Linxi pillow are clean. Drunk songs stop smelling yellow flowers. The fragrance dies, and the butterfly is also worried. Drink a lot of wine! When a rooster crows, people are busy and force themselves to get ahead. Hu Die fell asleep while I was dreaming. Hello, laugh at me, better than you! The snow is full, the frost is falling, and an old chap like me has no greed. The crazy map was flooded by the storm. Enjoy a big fortune and a heavy title. Don't laugh at me! Wearing a purple robe and living in the Yellow Pavilion, Jiuding is so heavy. Spoons are tasteless and make people laugh. Abandon the official, resign from the DPRK and go home.
Guiqing
The lonely goose is sad and cold, just waiting for the reunion dream to return. A sad thing, a sad heart. Cui Dai raised his eyebrows, tears dripped and his sleeves were wet.
With emotional memories
Spring is fading, warblers are lazy, and dreams of peace are cherished for a hundred years. Fame is illusory. It's hard to blink when you jump.
Sigh the world
Zhang Wan Tan, Qian Xun Pei, and his party braved the wind and waves to cross the immortals. I advise you not to exist in name only. No one dares to be insatiable and bold.
Mock the vulgar son
Buy a smile gold, wrap your head in brocade, and get a bosom friend's love. Tired people are naturally enthusiastic. It won't hurt you to wring the crane and break the piano.
Guiqing
Jade is broken, diamonds are missing, and old hatreds and new worries are piled up in disorder. Sijun stared at the terrace. There are no fish or geese, and there is no news.
A tyrannical (feudal) official
The official position is sweet, fair and dangerous, and the tiger and leopard are majestic. Few people hate Qiu Donne. Business is booming, and disaster is added. Nowhere to flash.
Sigh the world
Luo, Quan and Shi Huo don't have much time, but they live like Wu Silkworm. Leather makes brocade, cocoon makes silk, and pupa swings to death.
Guiqing
The bun is messy and the hair sticks fall off. How can I live carefree? Draw lots to set divination as a work class. When flowers look bad, ghosts get sick and tired.
Meizuxiao
Brocade, fragrant wind, golden lotus skirt yarn. Ling Bo socks, soft and delicate lining. Nephrite, new moon, meet and kill.
Prostitute family
Although Huang Zhaocun and Feng Kui have money and silver, they are stupid. I don't love twins, I am old and strict, I am heartless, and I am short of money.
Yin Le
The purple crab is fat, the white mash is beautiful, and everything is unintentional. Get drunk before you rest. Set the midnight bell, crow and dream.
Deer are cooked and fattened, fish are fried, and chrysanthemum is ripened with white wine. There is no need to squeeze mud towels. The more wine you add, the less you add, the more you kill.
Warn the world
Dogs touch the soup, fish catch the net, and it hurts when walking. Liuyaohua looks oblique, which is amazing. Liu Nong jiao, gorgeous makeup, Mo Jun reward.
Villagers go to the hospital
Be a rich man, touch the flowers and plants, and don't pick all the tendons in the village. Take some photos quickly first. Gouge out the bone marrow and the brain, and you can go to bed early.
▲ Leaking bronze dragons, fragrant golden phoenix, flower tips and slanting moon curtains awaken the dream of lovesickness. Embroidered dragons in mixed rivers are heavy in spring, and peony bushes are cultivated in the east wind. Fringed bucket account, tortoise shell screen. Qibao makeup lights up, and a curtain is fragrant and foggy; Slowly roll up the golden peacock, and the brocade screen opens the green water hibiscus. The crow's wings are half covered with golden cicadas, and Cui Yun leans on Zhu Fengsong. The eyebrows are light blue, and the cherries are delicate red. Eyes like pearls shaking autumn waters, face like flowers smiling at the spring breeze. Luan chai arranges flowers and cuttings, and phoenix hangs beads; Rouge wax red greasy brocade rhinoceros box, rose dew drop glass urn. Looking at the gorgeous quality, spring workers are degenerating. The ability of this kind of jade was studied. As if Chang 'e appeared in the Guanghan Palace, the peach cheeks were filled with lead jade and the lips were warm and blue. The powder is too white, and Zhu Shi is too red. The sideburns are low and delicate, and the clouds are heavy. At the end, there is a renewed front cluster. In world music, flowers and laughter are half-baked, wine is faint, and there is no meaningful species to praise and play. A gifted scholar can't sing, and Dan Qing's strokes are different, so he knows that Han Palace paintings love pets. That makes the dew spring delicate and jade-like, sweeping the eyebrow peak and fragrant and jade-like. Full of flowers and green bushes, with golden hairpin and jade worms. Fade Luo Rong, make up the seven treasure rings with gold, and the jade hairpin picks the double pearl phoenix, which is lighter and thicker than stone. You look at delicate, jade and Dong Wang, golden lotus step by step, a smile and a spring breeze. After washing and dressing, there are 10 thousand romantic feelings, soft and fragrant. Parasitic grass, his beautiful appearance and peerless appearance made Chun Qing miss her eyes and gave them to Chunshan, who moved her bucket and seduced her. There is little powder on the temples and cheeks. Who is Cui Yu's pillow? Yao's feelings are particularly heavy, and his intentions are getting stronger. Chen, who just met, seems to have strayed into a cave in the Peach Blossom Garden. When we first met, it was like Wu Chue's dream of temporarily staying in The Upper Terrace, and it was like Magnolia's sorrow and fragrance. Your Yulinghua is more beautiful than Yuxian. I want to wrap my head with brocade and build a flower lane with beads. Jin Zhaner's face is rosy and her eyes are crossed. See people ashamed to push the whole double-headed phoenix. Willow is crazy about the east wind. Xiao Cui is trapped in the nest, and her cheeks are dizzy and red. There are romantic agreements in the bag, and there are rain clouds. * * * embroidered bed green scissors, greenhouse crimson, guarding the palace. Cardamom is pointed and tender, and its arms are sealed with crimson yarn. I hate to be in a hurry and find some leisure time. I understand the beauty and sweetness. I like to smile diligently. When will the sixth order be credited to the gold account? May my heart win the honor of Lapras. How can fish and water meet, harmoniously, 500 years of marriage transportation. With the hair, I threw myself on the phoenix in Danshan, igniting a little fragrance of spring, the young birds were spoiled, the flowers rotted, and the clouds rained. The clouds are gone, the stars are dark, the brocade is heavy, the socks are bowed, and the powder and sweat are dissolved. Those children enjoy their romantic life, but they are not interested in each other. Teach by example, four virtues and three obedience, Meng Guang is together, how to teach him the case of respect, Qiao Shusheng has a unique family style. The golden lotus will burn forever, cherish the fragrance and jade, and lean on the red. Earn enough time to dress up, put on makeup, and don't kill the eyes that look at flowers. More importantly, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. It is so annoying, rotten and charming in spring, just like Joan flying in the sky in Jolie Palace. Go to Yaotai and meet under the moon. Compared with the colorful lights shining in his dreams, let's take a look at Song across the partition wall and the handsome and timid Haitang wind. -Lu Xian Lip _ Leaking Copper Dragon, Dian Jiang Lip _ Leaking Copper Dragon,
Yu Yuanbo in Yuan Dynasty
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Embroidered dragons in mixed rivers are heavy in spring, and peony bushes are cultivated in the east wind. Fringed bucket account, tortoise shell screen. Qibao makeup lights up, and a curtain is fragrant and foggy; Slowly roll up the golden peacock, and the brocade screen opens the green water hibiscus. The crow's wings are half covered with golden cicadas, and Cui Yun leans on Zhu Fengsong. The eyebrows are light blue, and the cherries are delicate red. Eyes like pearls shaking autumn waters, face like flowers smiling at the spring breeze. Luan chai arranges flowers and cuttings, and phoenix hangs beads; Rouge wax red greasy brocade rhinoceros box, rose dew drop glass urn. Looking at the gorgeous quality, spring workers are degenerating.
The ability of this kind of jade was studied. As if Chang 'e appeared in the Guanghan Palace, the peach cheeks were filled with lead jade and the lips were warm and blue. The powder is too white, and Zhu Shi is too red. The sideburns are low and delicate, and the clouds are heavy. At the end, there is a renewed front cluster.
In world music, flowers and laughter are half-baked, wine is faint, and there is no meaningful species to praise and play. A gifted scholar can't sing, and Dan Qing's strokes are different, so he knows that Han Palace paintings love pets.
That makes the dew spring delicate and jade-like, sweeping the eyebrow peak and fragrant and jade-like. Full of flowers and green bushes, with golden hairpin and jade worms. Fade Luo Rong, make up the seven treasure rings with gold, and the jade hairpin picks the double pearl phoenix, which is lighter and thicker than stone.
You look at delicate, jade and Dong Wang, golden lotus step by step, a smile and a spring breeze. After washing and dressing, there are 10 thousand romantic feelings, soft and fragrant.
Parasitic grass, his beautiful appearance and peerless appearance made Chun Qing miss her eyes and gave them to Chunshan, who moved her bucket and seduced her. There is little powder on the temples and cheeks. Who is Cui Yu's pillow?
Yao's feelings are particularly heavy, and his intentions are getting stronger. Chen, who just met, seems to have strayed into a cave in the Peach Blossom Garden. When we first met, it was like Wu Chue's dream of temporarily staying in The Upper Terrace, and it was like Magnolia's sorrow and fragrance. Your Yulinghua is more beautiful than Yuxian. I want to wrap my head with brocade and build a flower lane with beads.
Jin Zhaner's face is rosy and her eyes are crossed. See people ashamed to push the whole double-headed phoenix. Willow is crazy about the east wind. Xiao Cui is trapped in the nest, and her cheeks are dizzy and red. There are romantic agreements in the bag, and there are rain clouds.
* * * embroidered bed green scissors, greenhouse crimson, guarding the palace. Cardamom is pointed and tender, and its arms are sealed with crimson yarn. I hate to be in a hurry and find some leisure time. I understand the beauty and sweetness. I like to smile diligently.
When will the sixth order be credited to the gold account? May my heart win the honor of Lapras. How can fish and water meet, harmoniously, 500 years of marriage transportation. With the hair, I threw myself on the phoenix in Danshan, igniting a little fragrance of spring, the young birds were spoiled, the flowers rotted, and the clouds rained.
The clouds are gone, the stars are dark, the brocade is heavy, the socks are bowed, and the powder and sweat are dissolved. Those children enjoy their romantic life, but they are not interested in each other. Teach by example, four virtues and three obedience, Meng Guang is together, how to teach him the case of respect, Qiao Shusheng has a unique family style. The golden lotus will burn forever, cherish the fragrance and jade, and lean on the red.
Earn enough time to dress up, put on makeup, and don't kill the eyes that look at flowers. More importantly, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. It is so annoying, rotten and charming in spring, just like Joan flying in the sky in Jolie Palace. Go to Yaotai and meet under the moon. Compared with the colorful lights shining in his dreams, let's take a look at Song across the partition wall and the handsome and timid Haitang wind.
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