Tang poetry recommendation comes with a new translation of ancient poems.
Ancient poems will always give people infinite rhyme. Walking into poetry, tasting poetry, and sharing poetry, it makes people sigh.
Pitch a good poem and write a new poem to pay tribute.
Gongchuan idle residence gave Pei Xiucaidi.
Tang Wangwei. The cold mountains turn green, and the autumn water is murmuring.
Leaning on the cane outside the firewood door, listening to the twilight cicadas in the wind.
The sun sets over the ferry, and there is lonely smoke in the ruins.
The complex value is drunk, and the song is in front of the five willows.
Translation: In the cold autumn, the mountains become darker green, and the autumn water flows slowly day by day. I stood outside the wooden gate with my cane on my hand, listening to the cicadas chirping in the evening. At the ferry, only the sun set over the water, and the smoke of the village was rising. I just happened to meet you and came back drunk, singing and indulging in front of my Wuliu's door.
Feeling poetic, with a poem:
A stream of autumn water flows slowly.
The setting sun shines on the ferry.
Hanshan was speechless. The verdant colors are gilded with a layer of autumn.
Autumn leaves. Dancing for whom drank a scoop of wine.
Afterglow. Smoke rises from the ruins.
Outside the Chai Gate. Lean on the cane and listen to the sound of cicadas.
Pillow a cloud. Self-rolling.
Look at the green mountains and green waters reflecting the buildings in the forest.
Set up a boat. Go as you go.
Let spring, summer, autumn and winter years flow like water.
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