Static character poetry

Author: Wang Wei (Tang)

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Translation:

People's activities are very few, only osmanthus flowers fall silently, and the valley in silent spring is silent and empty at night. The bright moon rose and shone brightly, which alarmed the birds living in the mountains. From time to time, they flew high and sang in the spring stream.

Second, "Looking for Flowers by the River" is the third.

Author: Du Fu (Tang)

There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers. Enjoy spring scenery, you know where it is, and good wine will kill you.

Translation:

There are two or three families living in the quiet bamboo forest next to the deep river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers. I have a place to repay the splendid spring scenery, and the Joan oars in the hotel can send away my years.

Third, "Three Episodes of Qingming Yingzhi"

Author: Yong (Song)

At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. In Yuan Chun, I couldn't help crossing Qingmen, starting from Yugou and diving over Nanpu. The east wind is quiet, and the willow is dark. Looking at the phoenix is neither smoke nor fog. In good times, the ruling and opposition parties are more happy, full of wine and ink, and peaceful flute and drum.

At first glance, the warbler sounds intermittently and swallows fly around. Near the green water, the platform reflects the swing, the grass fights together, and two women swim. The fragrance is more fragrant and the wine is cooler. Will secretly know, Yao Tao Zhu Hu. At night, BMW carved saddles, got drunk and spent a lot of money.

Light and cold, light and warm, half cloudy and half sunny. It's time to try on new makeup. It's good to be three years old in China. Look at the Qingming Festival and spread the torch in the Han Palace. Scatter green smoke and fly into Huaifu. Gather soldiers and guards, open the door, live and preach, and have a rest.

Translation:

At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. The spring scenery of the palace has not been blocked, extending to the distant gate. The imperial ditch was filled with fresh water and secretly flowed to Nanpu. The east wind is quiet, and the willow trees are bright. Looking at the magnificent palace towering into the sky, it is not a misty fairyland. In the Qingping era, the people in the DPRK were so happy, and all the roads in the Imperial Capital were flutes and drums.

Huang's songs are intermittent, and swallows fly around. Approaching the green water, the terraces on the shore are reflected in the green water, and the shadows are rippling with the water waves. Get together to play grass games, pairs of wandering girls, filled with the smell of selling sugar, the road is full of people carrying wine for picnics. You may be lucky to know that man, Zhu Men, whose face is peach blossom.

In the evening, when we got together, the teenagers were riding a BMW with carved saddles, drunk, and their skirts roared and danced. It's a light cold, warm and pleasant long day, a cloudy sunset. In this season of no fire, young people have tried new makeup, and their age is just right, the best place.

Looking at the Qingming, the Han Palace transmits wax turbidity. Green smoke flies into your house where locusts are planted in front of your door. All soldiers and guards were removed, the palace was opened to thousands of families, imperial edicts were no longer heard, and all official duties were stopped.

Fourth, "Buji Huangzhou Dinghuiyuan Mansion"

Author: Su Shi? (Song)

The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. Who saw you alone, Hong Ying. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.

Translation? ：

The waning moon hung high on the sparse phoenix tree, and the ticking sound broke the crowd and began to be quiet. Who can see a lonely person walking alone, like a lonely goose? It suddenly remembered and hurried back, but no one could understand it with hatred in his heart. It took all the cold branches and refused to live, but hid in a lonely sandbar and was willing to suffer.

Five, "Linjiang Xian, drink Dongpo at night, sober up"

Author: Su Shi? (Song)

I drank Dongpo in the evening and woke up drunk. It seemed like midnight when I came back. The child is short of breath. You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river.

The dragon hates that this body is not mine, so forget the camp. The night was calm and the lines were flat. Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life.

Translation:

The banquet in the middle of the night was drunk in Dongpo's apartment, and it seemed to be midnight when I came back. By this time, the boy servant at home had fallen asleep and snored like thunder. Gently knocked on the door, no response, so we have to lean on the stick and listen to the roar of the river running alone.

I often resent that this body doesn't belong to me. When can I forget the fame and fortune? Taking advantage of the dead of night and calm, I took a boat and disappeared, traveling all over the rivers and lakes for the rest of my life.