How to say quietly in classical Chinese

1. Brief classical Chinese translation

The Drunkard Pavilion

Chuzhou City is surrounded by mountains on all sides. The mountains, woods and valleys in its southwest are particularly beautiful. From a distance, the lush, deep and beautiful one is Langya Mountain. Walking along the mountain road for six or seven miles, you gradually hear the gurgling sound of water and see a stream of water flowing down from the two mountains. It is Ningquan. The mountains circle and the road turns. There is a pavilion with its corners raised like a bird spreading its wings, standing high above the spring. It is the Drunkard Pavilion. Who built the pavilion? It is Zhixian, a monk in the mountains. Who named it? It was named by the prefect after his own nickname. The prefect and his guests came here to drink, and he got drunk after not much drinking. He was also the oldest, so he gave himself the nickname "Drunkard". The drunkard's interest lies not in wine, but in the scenery of mountains and waters. The pleasure of sightseeing and appreciating mountains and rivers can only be felt in the heart and pinned on wine.

As soon as the sun rises, the fog in the forest dissipates, the smoke clouds gather and the valley caves become dim, changing darkly or brightly. This is the scene in the morning and evening in the mountains. The wild flowers are blooming and emitting a faint fragrance, the beautiful trees are leafy and dark, the weather is cool and frosty and white, and the stream is low and the hidden rocks are exposed. These are the scenery of the four seasons in the mountains. Entering the mountain in the morning and returning in the evening, the scenery is different in four seasons, so the fun is endless.

As for people carrying things on their backs singing on the road, people walking resting under the trees, shouting from the front, responses from behind, old and young, coming and going in an endless stream, this is the outing of Chuzhou people. . Come to the stream to catch fish, the stream is deep and the fish are fat; use the spring water to make wine, the spring water is fragrant, and the mountain game and vegetables are all placed in front of you. This is the prefect's banquet. The fun of drinking at a banquet does not lie in the music. The person who throws the pot is successful, the person who plays chess wins, the wine glasses and wine chips interact in a complicated manner, and those who are standing or sitting loudly are the happy guests. The man with an old face and gray hair sitting drunkenly in the middle of the crowd was the drunken prefect.

Soon the sun set on the Western Mountain, and the shadows of people were scattered all over the place. It was the guests who followed the prefect back. The woods are dense and shady, and the sounds everywhere are birds singing happily after the tourists leave. However, the birds (only) know the fun of the mountains and forests, but not the fun of tourists; the tourists know the fun of following the prefect, but do not know that the prefect takes the happiness of tourists as his happiness. The person who can rejoice with everyone when he is drunk, and can write about his joy in articles when he wakes up is a prefect. Who is the governor? It was Ouyang Xiu from Luling.

Story of Xiaoshitan

Walking one hundred and twenty steps west from the hillock, you can hear the sound of water through the bamboo forest, as if The sound of the jade pendants and jade rings hanging on my body colliding with each other made me feel very happy. So I cut the bamboo and opened a path. Walking down, you can see a small pool with particularly clear water. The entire bottom of the pool is a stone, close to the shore. Some parts of the bottom of the stone roll up out of the water, forming various shapes such as dikes, islets, ridges, and rocks. Green trees and green vines cover and wrap around, swaying and hanging low, uneven, and fluttering in the wind.

There are about a hundred fish swimming in the pond, all of them seem to be swimming in the air without any support. The sun shines directly on the bottom of the pool, casting the shadow of the fish on the stone surface of the water, motionless; suddenly it swims away again. They come and go briskly and quickly, as if they are entertaining the tourists.

Looking toward the southwest along the pool, the stream is as winding as the Big Dipper, and as curved as a crawling snake. It can be seen clearly whether it is hidden or visible. The situation on the stream bank is as jagged as a canine tooth, and the source of the water cannot be seen.

I sat on ShiTan glanced bamboo trees, surrounded by silent no one else, I feel mind and desolate, bloom fragrantly, silent pole, deep gaultheria. Since this place was too deserted to stay for a long time, I wrote down the scene and left.

The people traveling with me include Wu Wuling, Gong Gu, and my younger brother Zongxuan. Following us as our entourage were two young men named Cui, one named Shuji and the other named Fengyi. 2. Classical Chinese translation

"Evening Tour to the Six Bridges and Waiting for the Moon": The most beautiful time of the West Lake is spring and moonlit night, and the most beautiful time of the day is the misty morning and the evening when the mountain light is shrouded.

There was heavy snow in spring this year. The plum blossoms were suppressed by the cold air, and they bloomed in sequence with the apricot blossoms and peach blossoms. It was an even more peculiar sight.

Shi Zhen told me many times: "The plum blossoms in Fu Jinwu's home are left by Zhang Gongfu in the Song Dynasty. Go and have a look!" I was so fascinated by the peach blossoms that I couldn't bear to leave the lake.

From Broken Bridge to Sudi, the green willows are like smoke. ” ("Bodhisattva Man") can be proved.

Hence the translation.), the peach red is like mist, filling the air for more than 20 miles, singing and instrumental music are heard everywhere, and young women are sweating. It rains, and rich kids in gorgeous clothes come and go incessantly ("Sheng" means warmly, and it means that there are so many people coming, so I use free translation here.)

There is more grass than the grass on the embankment, it is really beautiful, Very coquettish. However, Hangzhou people can only visit the lake at noon, Wei and Shen.

In fact, the lake is dyed green, and the dusk smoke condenses on the mountains (the original sentence is "duiwen", "work" and "wonderful" are synonymous, so I had to combine them into one, using "beautiful scenery") "Make a free translation and move it into the next sentence to serve as the subject.), these two beautiful scenes appear when the sun is rising and the setting sun has not yet set, (with them) the charming posture of the West Lake is brought to the extreme.

The moonscape is especially difficult to describe in words. The mood of the flowers and willows, the appearance and affection of the landscape are another kind of interest. This kind of happiness is only reserved for mountain monks and tourists. How can we tell it to the lay people? "Enter Sichuan": On the evening of July 14th, the weather was fine.

(I) Open the south-facing window in the cabin to enjoy the landscape. There are many fish in the stream, and sometimes they rush out of the water and jump up. The setting sun shines on them, like silver knives.

People fishing with poles and nets are full of vision. Because of this, the price of fish is very cheap, and the servants and servants eat enough of the fish every day. Local people say that the water quality of this creek is fertile and suitable for the growth of fish.

After drinking the water, the water tastes as sweet as fruit. Is it really because the water is rich in fish? There are many peaks on the southeast side of the stream that look like black peaks, probably green mountains. In the early morning of the 14th (August), it rained.

Passing by a small rocky mountain, it seems that half of it has been cut off from the top of the mountain. It is very similar to Shushan Mountain on the edge of Yuyao River. (We) struggled to pull the boat in the river and came across a raft, more than ten feet wide and more than fifty feet long.

There are thirty or forty families above, including wives, children, dogs, and mortars. There are vertical and horizontal passages in the middle for pedestrians to come and go, and there are also shrines. I have never seen (such a sight) . The boatman said, "This is still the small one. The big ones spread soil on the rafts to make vegetable gardens or hotels. They can no longer go near the small inlet and can only be used on the large river."

On this day, the boat was pulled against the wind and only traveled fifteen or six miles from dawn to sunset. Stop at Liuguanji, close to the border of Qizhou.

The nephew waited for the younger generation to go ashore and came back and said: "Find a path to the back of the mountain. There is a pond-like lake with a large area and many lotus flowers and water chestnuts. There are many euphorbias around the lake. Many houses are illuminated by the setting sun, with reed fences and thatched houses, which are very elegant and quiet without the sound of people.

There are big pears that I want to buy. , there was no way to buy it. There was a light boat collecting water chestnuts in the lake, but they ignored it.

I wanted to take a closer look, and happened to see tools for catching wild beasts on the side of the road. I suspected that there were some. Tigers and wolves did not dare to move forward. "Liu Guanji is the place where the legendary Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bei, used to dock his ships when he lived in the Kingdom of Wu.

In the evening, we watched the giant turtles sinking and floating in the water. (August) 21st.

After crossing Shuangliu Bay, looking back at the river, the overlapping mountains in the distance are even more beautiful. Since leaving Huangzhou, even in the river bays, it has been vast and far away. The terrain has gradually increased, and more beans, millet, buckwheat and the like are grown.

In the evening, we stayed in Yangluosu, where there were wide embankments, tall willow trees, and many people living there. The price of fish is as cheap as a scholar. One hundred copper coins (for fish) can feed twenty people.

They are all big fish. I wanted to find small fish to feed the cat, but I couldn’t find them. On the morning of the 9th (September), I went to worship at the temple of the Earth God.

The thatch covering the roofs of the houses on the roadside is more than a foot thick, and they are neat and clean without a stray piece of grass.

(We) set up the sail and sailed along the river for thirty miles and anchored at Taziji, which is a big mountain on the riverside.

Since I left Ezhou, I have only seen mountains here. (We) buy mutton and have a banquet.

Probably because of the Double Ninth Festival, the village slaughtered a sheep, bought it for every boat, and then it was gone in a while. I asked for chrysanthemums from people on the river, and I got a lot of them. They were fragrant and lovely, because I was so drunk that I staggered around.

It rained at night and was very cold, so I started to cover myself with quilts. October 21st.

(I) looked at Shimenguan from the boat and (found that it) can only be walked by one person, and it is the most dangerous place in the world. In the evening, the ship anchored in Badong County.

The mountains and rivers (here) are majestic and magnificent, far more than those in Zigui. It's just that the market is very deserted. There are more than a hundred households in the middle of the town. From the county government office down, there are thatched houses without a single tile.

The acting magistrate and county captain, Youdigonglang Wang Kangnian, and the county captain and chief registrar, Youdigonglang Dude, came first, all from Shu. I visited the Kolaigong Feeding Hall, climbed to the Autumn Wind Pavilion, and looked down at the mountains and rivers.

It was a very gloomy day, with light snow falling, and the weather was cold. Looking at the name of Qiu Feng Pavilion made me feel melancholy, and I began to feel like I was wandering to the end of the world. So he went to Shuangbai Hall and Baiyunting.

There used to be a cypress tree planted by Kou Laigong under the Double Cypress Hall, but it is now dead. But there are many mountains in the south, which are beautiful and lovely.

Baiyunting is a quiet, strange and wonderful realm that surpasses all in the world. It is surrounded by mountains and reappears, with dense ancient trees, most of which are two or three hundred years old. The two waterfalls outside the railing poured into the stone stream, like pearls jumping, jade chips splashing, and the chill chilling to the bones.

Below it is Cixi, rushing to meet the Yangtze River. I entered Chu from Wu and traveled more than three thousand miles and passed through fifteen states. The beauty of the pavilions was not as good as that of Baiyunting, and it was only behind the county government hall.

There is nothing wrong with the Badong magistrate. The magistrate can eat and sleep in the pavilion and have endless fun. But whenever there is a vacancy in the county magistrate, no one is willing to fill the vacancy for two or three years. 3. How to express the beginning in ancient Chinese

1. Beginning

Example: Pre-Qin Mencius's "Ignorance of the Country": "Keeping one's health and losing one's life without regrets is the beginning of the king's way."

Translation: People maintain their health and die without regrets. This is the beginning of the kingly way.

2. Chu

Example: "The Peacock Flies Southeast" by Anonymous Han Dynasty: "After the dying dusk, the lonely man settles into the Chu."

Translation: Sky Color It was dark after dusk, and there was no sound around.

3. The Beginning

Example: Duanfang of the Qing Dynasty, "Please Ping Manchu and Han Dynasty Territory Secrets": "In the past, at the beginning of the Japanese Reform, vassals were abolished and counties were established. All the vassal officials before them had Shilu. ”

Translation: At the beginning of the Meiji Restoration in Japan, the vassal system was abolished and the county system was established. All previous vassals had hereditary salaries.

Extended information

1. Beginning

The classical Chinese version of "Shuowen Jiezi": Beginning, the beginning of a woman. From daughter, Taiwanese voice.

The vernacular version of "Shuowen Jiezi": Shi, a woman's first birth. The character "女" is used as the side character, and "台" is used as the sound character.

2. Chu

The classical Chinese version of "Shuowen Jiezi": Chu, the beginning. From the knife, from the clothes. The beginning of tailoring.

The vernacular version of "Shuowen Jiezi": Chu, beginning. The glyph adopts the meaning of "dao, yi". The beginning is the beginning of cutting clothes.

The ancients called the beginning of the world and the birth of human beings "Yuan"; they called the time when people used animal skins to cover their shame and keep warm in primitive times "Chu"; they called the mother-in-law who represents the family's origin of reproduction "Shi". 4. Translation of Classical Chinese

①Translation of "Sleepwalking in Tianmu Yin": Sailing people talk about Yingzhou, and it is really difficult to find the vast sea with waves; people in Wuyue talk about Tianmu Mountain, and the clouds are bright and dark (the sky is bright and dark). Laoshan) can sometimes be seen.

Tianmu Mountain seems to be connected to the sky and blocking the sky. (It) is higher than the five mountains and blocks Akagi Mountain. Although Tiantai Mountain is 18,000 feet high, facing Tianmu Mountain, it seems to be tilting toward the southeast.

Based on this (legend), I want to sleepwalk across the country (Tianmu Mountain). In my dream, I fly across the Mirror Lake under the moonlight one night. The moonlight on the lake reflected my figure and sent me to Yanxi River.

The place where the poet Xie Lingyun stayed when he visited Tianmu Mountain still exists. The clear stream is rippling and the apes in the mountain make extremely clear calls. (I) put on the wooden clogs that Mr. Xie wore when he visited the mountains, and personally climbed the ladder (high and steep mountain road) that goes straight into the sky.

Halfway up the mountain, you can see the sun rising from the sea, and you can hear the crow of roosters on the top of the mountain. Countless mountains and rocks overlap, and the road twists and turns with no definite (direction).

Because of my fascination with strange flowers, I leaned against the rocks and didn’t realize it was already dark. The sound from the rock spring is like a bear roaring and a dragon roaring, making the quiet woods tremble and shaking the layers of mountains and rocks. The dark clouds are dark and it is going to rain. The water ripples and puffs of smoke rise.

Lightning and thunder cracked the mountains. The stone door of the Immortal Mansion opened from the middle with a roar. The blue sky in the cave was vast and endless, with no end in sight. The light of the sun and the moon illuminated the palace made of gold and silver.

The gods in the clouds made clothes with rainbows, and the breeze was like a horse, and they came down one after another; tigers played harps, phoenixes drove chariots, and the gods were in groups as numerous as hemp. Same. Suddenly (I) felt frightened and confused, and I stood up with a start, and couldn't help but sigh. When I woke up, all I saw was the pillow and bed, and the smoke and clouds from the dream had disappeared.

Enjoyment in this world is like a childlike state in a dream. Since ancient times, everything has gone away like water flowing eastward, never to return. Say goodbye to all my friends and leave (Donglu). When can you come back? For now, leave the white deer among the green cliffs. If you want to travel far, ride it to visit famous mountains.

How can I bow my head and serve the powerful, preventing me from living my life happily? ②Pipa Xing (with preface) Translation: In the tenth year of Yuanhe, I was demoted to Jiujiang as a Sima. One night in the autumn of the second year, I was seeing off a friend at Penpukou and heard someone playing the pipa in the boat. The sound was tinkling and full of charm, very much like the capital city.

After asking that person, I found out that she was originally a singer from Chang'an. She once learned to play the pipa from two famous teachers, Cao and Mu. As she got older, her beauty declined, so she had to be the wife of a businessman. I ordered the wine to be served and let her play a few tunes happily.

She finished playing, very sad. It describes the joyful scenes of youth; but now, wandering and haggard, wandering among the rivers and lakes! It has been two years since I was demoted from the capital. I feel calm and content with the status quo.

After listening to her words, I felt the taste of being relegated that night, so I wrote this long poem for her, totaling 612 words (actually the whole poem is Six hundred and sixteen words), called "Pipa Xing". In the evening, I bid farewell to my friends by the Xunyang River. The maple leaves and flowers rustled in the autumn wind.

The master dismounted and walked into his friend's boat. He picked up the wine and wanted to drink it, but there was no music to cheer him up. Drunk and miserable, we were about to say goodbye miserably. When we were about to say goodbye, the vast river was immersed in the bright moon.

Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa floating on the water. The host forgot to go back, and the guest refused to get up. Following the voice, he quietly asked who was playing the pipa. The sound of the pipa stopped, and he wanted to speak but did not speak.

Move closer to the ship and ask the person to meet you. Add wine, light the lamp, and put on a banquet.

After repeated calls, she was willing to walk out of the cabin, still holding the pipa and covering half of her face. I turned the axle and plucked the strings two or three times. It was already full of emotion before it was played into a tune.

Every string is sighing, and every sound is meditating, as if it is telling a dissatisfied life experience. I lower my eyebrows and continue to play with my hands, playing, telling all the infinitely sad events. Gently gather it, slowly twist it, rub it and pick it up. At first, I played "Neon Shang", and then I played "Liu Yao". The thick strings were noisy, like a strong wind and rain, and the thin strings were slicing, as if they were... Children whisper.

The jade plate is covered with big and small beads. The oriole at the bottom of the flower is singing so fluently that the spring water under the ice swallows quietly. What a hard flow! The running water froze, and also the strings of the pipa. The strings froze, and the sound temporarily stopped. In addition, it reveals a kind of sadness hidden deep in the heart. There is no sound at this time, but it is more exciting than the sound.

Suddenly a silver bottle exploded, water slurry rushed in, and a group of iron cavalry suddenly appeared, with swords and guns roaring. After finishing playing the music, the plectrum was withdrawn and passed through the middle of the strings. The four strings made the same sound, like tearing silk.

The boats in the east and west were all quiet and no one was talking. Only a round of autumn moon could be seen shining like silver waves in the heart of the river. He put down the plectrum hesitantly and inserted it into the string again, straightened his clothes, and stood up looking very respectful.

She told: "She was originally a girl from the capital city, and her family lived near Xiabangling. She learned how to play the pipa at the age of thirteen, and her name was registered in the first section of the teaching workshop.

After playing the music, he once won the praise of the music master, and when he put on his makeup, he often made Qiuniang jealous. p>

Beating the time broke the cloud grate, and eating wine stained the bloody skirt. Laugh this year, laugh next year, and spend many autumn nights and springs gently; sisters of the same species married soldiers. , the old bustard bid farewell to this world, and the ruthless time took away her beauty.

The carriages and horses in front of the door became more and more rare. She married a businessman and followed him here. The businessman only valued profit. , not caring about separation, I went to Fuliang again last month to buy tea and do business.

I was left alone in the empty cabin at the river mouth. The moonlight around the boat was as white as frost, and the river water was white. It’s also so cold. In the middle of the night, I suddenly dreamed about the past of my youth, and my face was full of tears. I woke up even more sad after hearing the sound of the pipa. I sighed even more after hearing these words. 攔欷. The same frustrated people wandering far away meet each other. It doesn't matter if they didn't know each other before! I have been ill since I bid farewell to the capital last year and was demoted to Xunyang.

Xunyang is a desolate and remote place. There is no music. All year round, there is no orchestral music. Lives near Huanjiang River.