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Ancient Poetry Calligraphy Works

Calligraphy works of ancient poems are as follows:

Song - Su Shi "Nian Nujiao - Red Cliff Huai Gu"

The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, a thousand years of the people. The west side of the old fortress, people say is, the three countries Zhou Lang Red Cliff. The rocks are piercing through the air, the waves are lapping at the shore, and a thousand piles of snow are being rolled up.

The mountains and rivers are like a picture, how many heroes at a time. Reminiscent of Kung Jin year, Xiao Qiao first married, and majestic hair. The fan, the towel, talk and laugh, the boom and the scaffolding is gone.

The old country traveled, the love should laugh at me, early hair. Life is like a dream, a libation.

The 48-character calligraphy of the ancient poem is as follows: "Sending Zi'an across the Han River"

1, Author: Yu Xuanji of the Tang Dynasty

2, the original text: Jiangnan and Jiangbei are sadly looking forward to, and the thought of reminiscing about each other is empty. The mandarin ducks are warmly lying on the sand, and the mandarin ducks are idly flying in the orange grove. The song in the smoke is hidden, the moonlight at the head of the ferry is heavy. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.

3. Translation: The mighty river separates us, I am on this bank, you are on the other bank. We look at each other across the river, and our hearts are filled with the sorrow of longing. I thought at first we loved each other and recited our favorite poems to each other, but now we can only recite them to the river alone.

Watching a pair of mandarin ducks lying together on the beach by the river, snuggling and warming each other. I also saw a pair of mandarin ducks flying leisurely over the orange grove, playing and chirping, so how could I not think of you in another country?

In the evening, the riverside homes rose curls of smoke, the river is also smoke. The smoke is hidden in the voice of the song of love, can you also hear it? The moon has already risen on the river, like my dark mood at this time.

The two people who love each other even if they are close to each other, if they can't see each other, they are still as far away from each other as thousands of miles. What's more, you can hear the sound of pounding anvils of families making cotton clothes, coming from a distance.