What are the ancient poems full of worries and no regrets?

I don't know how far you are from me. Xiao Chongshan couldn't stop singing in the cold last night. I made a spring puppet, and I gave Li a reply to two quatrains. I went back to the three waterfalls and saw two streams.

First, "Lou Yuchun, I don't know how far you are after parting"

I don't know how far you are after leaving, which is bleak and boring.

Drifting away, without books, where does the fish sink?

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and Chiba hates it.

So, if you look for it in a single pillow, the dream is not a lamp, it will burn.

Author: Ouyang Xiu

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Source: Ouyang Wenzhong public collection

Vernacular: I don't know how far your trip is after parting, and I am sad everywhere, and there is endless anguish in my heart. You go further and further, and gradually break the letter; Where can I ask if fish books are not in circulation? In the middle of the night, the wind rustles the bamboo leaves, and all the voices are not sad and hate. I want to see you in my dream, leaning on a pillow. Who knows that the dream burned out before it was made into a wick.

Second, "Xiao Chongshan, I can't stop singing because of the cold last night"

I couldn't stop singing last night. It's already midnight.

Stand up and walk around the steps alone. When people are quiet, the moon is bright outside the curtain.

Whitehead is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey.

I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few confidants, who will listen to the broken string?

Author: Yue Fei

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Source: Yue Wumu's legacy.

Vernacular: Crickets couldn't stop moaning in the cold and autumn last night. They dreamed of returning to their hometown and were awakened by the war thousands of miles away. It was midnight. Stand up and walk around the steps alone. It was quiet all around, and outside the curtain, a thin moon was hazy. Make a name for the country, not be old with Frost Star. The pine and bamboo trees in Jiashan are old, but they can't help but talk and stop returning home. I want to give the lyre a song full of worries. But the mountains and rivers are sparse, even if the strings are broken, who will listen?

Third, "the puppet of spring"

A sunny song in Xiyuan disturbs the traffic.

I don't know what the world is like.

The night is full of flowers, and the cold current loves MUBI.

It's best to go fishing in Zhu Zhu. Spring breeze is still a microwave oven.

Author: Wen

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Source: full Tang poetry

Vernacular writing: Listening to a sunny song in the West Garden, the capital is crowded with cars and dust, which makes people feel deeply quiet. Although I want to relax, I can't get what I want, and I don't know if the wishes of this world can be realized. Hearing the rain at night is strong and powerful. It indicates and determines that all the flowers are gone, and the cold nights in spring are longer. I feel MUBI with passion. I think it would be better to capture the spring scenery in Zhu Zhu after I leave. The spring breeze blows microwaves on the water.

Four, "Answer to Li's two quatrains"

I can see the past in my dreams at will. I am drunk and confused.

It is better to be a heartless person than to be a romantic and annoying disease.

Author: Huang Tingjian

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Source: Valley Collection

Vernacular: The past is vivid and can be seen in dreams. Those glories are just illusions in the eyes of drunken people. For a long time, Geng Jie's indomitable personality has caused a lot of trouble. It is better to be ruthless in nature, so that there will be no such pain.

Five, "three waterfalls and two streams"

We set sail for the full moon in the sun.

There is no wind and no waves in the Mohe River, which is involved in QingNong without a ripple.

Two streams were piled with stones, and three mountains were dumped by flying springs.

It is also poverty and despair.

You can't see the scenery through rocks, and you can't see the sky through forests.

The yang bird is still slanting, and the static bird does not move.

When you are looking for the ordinary, it is difficult for you to know this nest.

Wind and rain are not stingy, who will support the ambition and who will announce it.

If there are the same branches, this day is a thousand years.

Author: Xie Lingyun

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Source: Xie Collection

Vernacular: I travel until the sun sets and I sail until the full moon rises. Choose to sail in a calm time, and the boat will make tiny ripples like fish scales on the clear river. Layers of rocks stand between two streams, and three waterfalls hang upside down on three hills.

He once climbed the mountain to visit the landscape of this area, and the inaccessible places such as rocks, mountains and forests were displayed in front of him. Looking out from the crack in the rock, you can't see the sun, push away the branches and leaves of the jungle, and you can't see the sky. The sun is still shining, and the bamboo forest is deep, but it is not too difficult to walk. When I retire, I usually think about it before I know how difficult it is to live in seclusion. The hardships of seclusion are not worth worrying about, but who can tell you your interest? Like-minded people, a day is worth a thousand years.