Parting poem

1, bid farewell to the viceroy, and go to Shuzhong for his post.

Don

Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place.

Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.

Translation:

Wei Chang 'an, the land of Sanqin; Far away in Sichuan, but far away.

You and I have similar fates, running around in official career, far from home.

As long as you have intimate friends, you don't feel far away within the four seas. Even at the ends of the earth, I feel like a close neighbor.

Breaking up at a fork in the road really doesn't need to be immersed in love and shed tears.

2. "Five Thinking Poems, Part IV"

Don? Yuan Zhen?

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.

Translation:

Once you have been to the seaside, there is not enough water in other places; Clouds in other places are not called clouds except Wushan Mountain.

Hurried through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.

3. Yellow Crane Tower-Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou

Tang Libai

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.

My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.

Translation:

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou on this catkin-like, flowery March spring day.

The lonely sail shadow of my friend faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing a line of the Yangtze River, heading for the distant sky.

4, "Weicheng Qu/Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"

Tangwangxu

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.

Translation:

The light rain in the morning moistened the dust on the acropolis floor, the air was fresh and the hostel was greener.

Sincerely advise friends to have another glass of wine. It's hard to meet old relatives when you go west from Yangguan.

The unnamed time was long before I met her, but it has been longer since we separated.

Don

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Translation:

The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to part when we break up. Besides, the weather in late spring, the east wind is about to close, which makes people feel sad.

Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.

Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression.

The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.