Ancient poems describing moral character

Author: Liu Yuxi

The mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous. The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.

There is no Ding Bai who laughs and has a university. You can tune the pipa, and reading the Golden Classics is not confusing and cumbersome. Zhuge Lu, a native of Nanyang, Ting Yun and Xishuzi. Confucius said, "Why not?"

Translation:

The mountain is not high, but it has become a famous mountain with immortals. The water is not deep. With dragons, it becomes spiritual water. This is a humble house, but I (the people who live in it) have a good moral character (so I don't feel humble).

The moss is green and grows on the steps; The grass is green and reflected in the curtains. Jokes and jokes are learned people, and there are no uneducated people.

You can play the unpretentious piano and read Buddhist scriptures. No loud music disturbs the ears, and no official documents make the body tired. There is Zhuge Liang Caotang in Nanyang and Yangzi Yunting in West Shu. Confucius said, "What is so simple?"

2. Ode to Lime

Author: Yu Qian

It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.

Not afraid of broken bones, leaving innocence in the world.

Translation:

Limestone can only be mined from the deep mountains after tens of millions of hammering. It regards burning with raging fire as a very common thing.

Even if it is shattered, it is not afraid. It is willing to leave a clean body in the world.

3. The story of Yueyang Tower

Author: Fan Zhongyan

Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later.

Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later.

4. "painting chrysanthemums"

Author: Zheng Sixiao

Flowers can't bloom, and independent fences are not poor.

It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind.

Translation:

When the chrysanthemum blooms, the flowers have withered. She is the only one beside the sparse fence, which makes people feel happy and different.

What is even more different is that chrysanthemums would rather keep their fragrant dead branches than be blown down by the north wind.

5. Break up with Xinjian at Furong Inn

Author: Changling Wang

Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!

Translation:

It's misty and rainy, and it's all over Wudi River overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan! Friends, if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin and stick to my beliefs!