Chinese traditional classic poems

Chinese traditional classic poems are summarized as follows

"Looking at Yue" by Du Fu

How is Dai Zongfu? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it, but I'm going to be able to make it. The sun and the yin and the yang are cut off from the dawn.

Swinging his chest, he created a layer of clouds, and his canthus went to the birds. I'll be on top of the world, and I'll be able to see all the mountains.

Du Fu, "Spring Hope"

The country is broken, the grass is deep in the spring. The flower in the time of feeling is splashed with tears, and the bird in the time of hating parting is scared to death.

The fire of the Beacon is three months old, and the letters of home are worth ten thousand gold. The white head is shorter than ever, and I wish I could not wear a hairpin.

Du Fu (《石壕吏》)

Du Fu (《石壕吏》)

暮投石壕村，有吏夜捉人。 The old man went over the wall, and the old woman went out to see. The old man went over the wall, and the old woman went out to see him. The woman's cry is bitter! The woman said: "Three men are stationed in Yecheng, and one of them has come to Yecheng with a letter. The first came with a letter, the second died in battle. The survivors are still alive, but the dead are long gone. There is no one in the room but the grandson at his breast. His mother has not yet left him, and he has no dress to wear when he goes in and out of the house. Although the old woman's strength is weakened, she asks the official to return at night. She was still able to prepare for the morning meal. At night, her voice died out, like a sobbing phantom. The old man and I parted ways in the morning.

"Dreaming of South River" by Wen Tingyun

After freshening up, I leaned on the tower looking at the river alone. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm sure that I'll be able to find a way to make it work. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get through this, but I'm sure I'll be able to.

Fan Zhongyan, "The Pride of the Fisherman's House"

The scenery is different in the fall, and the wild geese in Hengyang have gone unnoticed. The sound of the border is heard on all sides, and in a thousand roaches, the city is closed by the long smoke and the setting sun.

The wine is a cup of turbid wine and the home is ten thousand miles away, Yan Ran has not yet returned without any plan, the Qiang pipe is long and the frost is all over the ground. I'm not going to be able to sleep, but I'm going to be able to get to know you better.

Jiangchengzi - Mizhou Hunting by Su Shi

The old man has a young man's wild hair, left to pull the yellow, right to Prime Minister Cang. The old man was a young man with a wild streak and a left hand holding the yellow horse and a right hand holding the pale horse. I would like to pay back the city and follow the governor,

I would like to shoot the tiger and see Sunlang.

With a hearty drink and a gallant heart, and a little frost on my temples, what's the harm? When will I ever be able to send Feng Tang back to the clouds?

It's a good thing that I'm not a big fan of the Chinese language,

It's a good thing that I'm not a big fan of the Chinese language.