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Su Shi's Translation in Huanxisha

Translation:

one

The wheat covered in the field has not turned green yet. Dead leaves are like clouds, floating quietly under the wheels. The misty scenery of Lingaoge is rare in the world.

The rain is half as small as the eaves, and the newly fallen graupel particles are scattered on the tiles like beads. When I got home, my beard froze.

Secondly,

Early in the morning, I was drunk and dreamed, but I didn't wake up. I heard the sound of horses and chariots in front of the door. It turns out that Xu Shou came to visit with wine. How can I go to a drunken place with my friends without a glass of light wine?

The abandoned nursery is planted with vegetables eaten in winter, and rows of trees are lush. The wine drops on the wine container are as crystal clear as pearls, and plum blossoms chew the fragrance.

third

People who live in different places, suffer and eat in the snow are all surnamed Su. Fortunately, Xu Shou took care of me with a car full of wine, and his drunken face disappeared in the cold weather.

At the banquet, I also heard that my friends had recommended me to the court. I didn't expect to repay such kindness It's a pity that my life is hard, but as a host, I don't have anything delicious to entertain my good friends and I'm embarrassed to get drunk.

Fourth.

It snowed heavily in the middle of the night, and the weeds were covered with snow, just like silver mountains. In the morning, I saw the rain and snow in the field, the waves rushing in the river in the past, and the hookah filled with sand. This time it was gone.

There are only poems in an hungry stomach, and clothes are woven into knots. Wet wood is as expensive as cinnamon, and rice is as expensive as pearls. Who can twist my beard and sing poetry with me in cold weather?

Fifth.

I can't remember the wind and rain that invaded the fields in Suzhou for thousands of years. I only remember the bright wheat harvest by the snowy river, full of cars and thousands of cars. But my wish is that people are full, so I naturally have no worries.

Dancers swing their green sleeves around Liu in the wind, and singers wipe their lips and drink red as rotten cherry beads. Before drinking, I warmed my hands and stroked my frosted beard.

Extended data:

Five original songs of Huanxisha:

one

Covered with green wheat, Jiangnan cloud and black leaves. There is no smoke scene in Lingao.

The foot of the rain is half closed and the eaves are broken. When the snow bed falls for the first time, the tiles will jump, and when it comes back, the ice particles will stick to their whiskers.

Secondly,

Drunk dreams are not over, and the wheels in front of the door make your car. How can you put a lamp on your head?

The cold dishes in the waste nursery are picked with jade feathers, and the spring wine in the small trough is frozen with real pearls. Delicate chewing plum beard.

third

In the snow, the surname is Su, and the gentleman carries the wine for the carriage. It's cold, and the wine turns.

The referee has been in Ceng Fei, so he should not repay his kindness with snake beads. When you are drunk, you can still take care of it.

Fourth.

In the middle of the night, Sue piled up on the Yinshan Mountain, and he came to Jiumo with the car. Yanzhu Taojiang is temporarily absent.

There are poems on an empty stomach, and wet wages are like osmanthus pearls. Who will twist your moustache with you?

Fifth.

Ten thousand mu of waves don't remember Su, and Xueming River is full of thousands of cars. But it's full. I'm sorry.

Green sleeves cling to the wind and lingering catkins, and red lips are rotten and drunk. Hands, tweezers, cream beard ?