Translation of Lu You's calligraphy poems.

There is a wisp of cloud, and it is still raining lightly on the water.

I feel cold when I wear clothes. Autumn is so fast!

The line is suitable for the East Village, and the elders can speak * * *.

Put on clothes to welcome guests, taro chestnuts are cooked.

I said I lived in the suburbs, but I didn't know the government.

I love seeking filial piety, please learn from the public.

I'm also happy to open my curly hair.

Although the talk is shallow, it may be added by children.

Two yellow calves were plowed, and one Mao Yu was sheltered.

After reading Shu Ren's chapter, the pure wind can be restored.

No visitors meet.

In autumn, the mountains are blue as dye, and it rains cold for hours.

Lanting is not long, and every pair of lakes and mountains is a pity.

I heard that there are hermits down there, and the solitary smoke is gone.

Alone on crutches, he did it, and the fence fell on Chai Men.

The flute is still heavy, and people are tired, and it will not degenerate if you sip it every day.

Why not live in a statue of * * *, hawthorn and wild taro.

Eugene village

The lighter you cross the bottom of the forest, the brighter your eyes will be.

Frost withered old trees are cold and colorless, and wind sweeps away withered lotus.

Shallow mud doesn't invade grass, so I often play chess in my spare time.

Vegetable rice came back late, and it has been found that the length of Chengtou is longer.

Guihai early winter planting

80 years old should be even rarer in ancient times.

I saved everyone and died. Today is yesterday.

Love wine and pottery, return to Ding Jia.

At present, the only way to find old things is to fish in Los Angeles.

Shui Mei

When I am old, I feel very calm every time I sweep my chest and throw a pillow.

The road is as cold as iron, which does not hinder the thunder.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and bucket handle is dry and dawn, revealing the cock crow.

I don't know where to start, but the dream is a lonely crane crossing Qingcheng Mountain.

ferry

Cangbi Feng Dan Ancient Bridge is a lonely boat on a small bridge.

Fan Kuan may still be here today, writing an article "Autumn in the Mountain".

Books (in feudal China) not directly related to imperial examinations.

Pu niches are as warm as spring for a long time, and the paper is as silent as a cloud.

There is nothing to worry about except putting medicine and applying medicine.

Everything was the same as me. Everyone was drunk and I woke up alone.

Travel all over the world and hoe vegetables behind closed doors with gardeners.

The latest volume of poetry is a book of five or seven lang. Jiatai Jiazi was 80 years old when she used the orangutan brush given by Guo Duanqing on the first day of the first month.

Hope to adopt! ! ! ! !