Annotation translation of You Dongshan Ji

(1) Hongwu Yihai: 1395 (twenty-eight years of Hongwu of Zhu Yuanzhang, Ming Taizu).

(2) Jiang Yinxi: His life story is unknown.

③ Luling: Ji 'an County, Jiangxi Province today.

(4) Broad-minded: Broad-minded and unconstrained.

(5) Concealment: the hidden traces are deep.

(6) New Moon: the first day of the lunar calendar.

(7) Yao: Tong Yao.

(8) Shoulder: sedan chair.

(9) Senbu Mengmi: describes the dense shade.

(10) pa (pā): flowers.

(1 1) Blowing: the way of wind blowing.

(12) Tian domain: a field. Yan Ping: It's flat and wide. Wang Mi: My eyes are full.

(13) Qiu Qi: Qiu Qi, whose word is Chao Hui, changed the word Zi Song. Originally from Luling, he moved to Hongzhou with his father. Minister of Southern Tang Dynasty, official to secretariat. Shu Hua: This book was written by Tan Qiao, a Taoist priest in the Southern Tang Dynasty. It was taken as its own, so it was also called Qi.

(14): window. Paper (Zhi): A book cover and a set of thread-bound books are a set.

(15) "Liezi": The old title was Lieyukou during the Warring States Period, but this biography may be a forgery of Wei Jin people. It was called "Xu Chong Zhen Jing" in Tianbao period (742-756) in Tang Dynasty and "Xu Chong Zhen Jing" in Jingdezhen period (1004- 1007) in Song Dynasty, which was one of the Taoist classics.

(16) White Tiger Boy: Also known as White Tiger, Han Shu Ban Gu. Record the results of discussing the similarities and differences of the Five Classics in Baihu in 79 AD (the fourth year of the founding of Zhang Han).

(17) ? (pá o) pot: a hip flask made of gourd.

(18) Pass the cup (shāng).

(19) Modern poetry: refers to metrical poems or quatrains.

(20) Li Qianhu: Li Qianhu. In the Ming Dynasty, there were thousands of health stations and thousands of officials stationed in important counties.

(2 1) Yuezhou: Yueyang City, Hunan Province.

(22) drop: kneel down.

(23) Fee: Life story is unknown. Su Wuman, the name of the word.

(24) Xun (S.M.N.): It generally refers to granular objects and is used as a verb here.

(25)(xρ) Ran: the appearance of polymerization.

(26) Hey: Same as "word". Seagull: See Liezi Huangdi: "People at sea have good birds (gulls), and every time they swim at sea, those who swim from birds will stay (count) without stopping. His father said, "I heard that all the birds swam past you, so you took them and I played with them." In tomorrow's sea, ostriches can dance without falling down. "

(27) Legacy (Wei): Gift.

(28) Cao Bumen: the gate in the northwest of Wuchang City.

(29) Leqiu: refers to the grave.

(30) Zhong: Heart.

(3 1) August 5th: August 3rd. Hongwu twenty-eight years, living in Wuchang. There was a Mr. Jiang Yinxi in Wuchang, whose ancestors were also from Luling. He is over eighty years old and loves reading Taoist books. My son Gong Li can write poetry. Both father and son are broad-minded people, who live in seclusion on weekdays, hide their ambitions and talents, do not associate with people casually, and only like me.

On the first day of March this year, the three of us took four or five boys and servants, wine and food, and went out for a long trip. Before dawn, walk east, walk about two miles through Hongshan Temple, turn north, walk about ten miles through the pine forest, and wade through the mountain stream. The water in the stream is so clear that a boat can swim in the depths. A boulder by the stream can seat more than a dozen people. Pine and bamboo, shaded by green trees, are very dense. At this time, the weather is fine, the weeds and trees are in full bloom, the fragrance is fluttering, and the birds are contending. So I began to clean the stone surface and sat on it.

After sitting for a long time, I heard a chicken barking and a dog barking. I told Gong Li to get up and took dozens of steps to the east. Over a hill, I saw a flat and vast field with more than a dozen huts nearby. So I went to visit. An old man in his seventies, with long hair like snow, draped over his shoulders and ruddy face, looks like a drinker. The old man invited us both to sit down. There are several sets of books under the window. Gong Li took out a Liezi and I picked up a White Tiger Hall. Everyone wants to take the book away, but it is not convenient to ask for it. The old man read our thoughts and said, "These two books are useless to me." So, the two of us each held the book in our arms and said goodbye.

Go back to the stone and sit down. Assign boys to pick taro leaves as plates and put meat on them. Gong Li lifted the wine bottle gourd to pour, handed the glass and drank several rounds in turn. Gong Li improvised a seven-character modern poem, and I also wrote one. Halfway through the drink, a rider turned out to be my old friend Li Qianhu, the left-back of Wuchang. At first, he was surprised and smiled at each other, but he didn't stop and drove his horse away. Soon, he prepared a sumptuous dining table and brought a Taoist. So we drink with them. The Taoist priest took out a frame of "Taiyi Real Man" and asked us to write poems. I wrote a five-character ancient poem. Gong Li doesn't write, he just toasts Taoist priests. The Taoist priest couldn't bear it any longer. He bowed down and begged for mercy, which made everyone laugh. Li Ganhu took out his pipa and played a few songs. Gong Li also broke a bamboo, drilled several holes, and then played it, making a sound as sweet as a flute. The old man in Silverstream couldn't help singing "Su Wuman" and spent a lot of money. The Taoist priest danced, and the two boys clapped their hands and jumped up behind him. After that, the Taoist priest bowed again and asked Gong Li, "Why didn't Mr. Wang refuse to write poetry because he was poor!" "Gong Li wrote a few quatrains, these poems are more novel. So we started drinking again. Gong Li and I didn't drink much. We were both a little drunk.

Soon after, the sun went down, only ten feet away from the western peak. Mr. Jubilee called us back and said, "Isn't there endless fun?" So, we bid farewell to Li Qianhu and Taoist priests. On the way, Mr. Silverstream pointed to the foot of the mountain by the roadside and turned to me and said, "This is where I built my grave." He pointed to the peach trees on the roadside and said to me, "Come and see me here when you enjoy the peach trees next year."

After coming back, Gong Li said to me, "You should write a travel note on this trip." But I didn't have time to write this article.

This winter, Mr. Yinxi died unexpectedly. I cry and mourn. The following year's Cold Food Festival, Gong Li and I made an appointment to sweep the grave for the elderly. Unexpectedly, I was ill again and couldn't go as scheduled. Soon, I will return to Luling. When I leave, I will stay in Gong Li Palace to say goodbye, and then I will begin to remember my trip to Dongshan. I didn't finish reading it, so Gong Li took it and cried while reading. I couldn't help crying, so I stopped writing. But thinking of befriending Chiang's father and son in the past, he was sent to pay tribute during Wuchang.

In the second year, I went to Dongshan for a spring outing, and I kept a diary on the third day of August.

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On the first day of April in the summer of Wuyin (A.D. 1 158), Yiyang Fangchou and Guanghan Zhang Qian made a farewell dinner for Dongping Liu Rui in Dongshan, Yongzhou. It rained for a long time, and the weather was fine. We climbed to the top of the mountain and looked around. The mountain was washed very refreshing. We put the dining tables in the room on the west side of the temple, looked around the courtyard and portal, and sighed and said, "Ah, this is the former residence of former Prime Minister Fan!" " The guests present were indecisive and stood up to ask for details.

Zhang Gong of Lingling said, "When Zhong lived here, I was only thirteen or fourteen years old. My late father appreciated Zhong's kindness and service to their family, so I also had the opportunity to serve Zhong. At that time, Zhong's eyes were very fierce, and he was holding a piece of jade about an inch in his hand and massaging it. I didn't know this thing, so I went to see it many times. A child next to him deliberately lied and said, "This is a stone. Zhong was taken aback and said, "No, it's jade." "Alas, Zhong Gong is sincere. Even children don't cheat. You can imagine the spirit of Zhong Gong. "Everyone here is surprised.

Zhang Gongshi added: Zhong lives in this wing in the west. The house is small and close to the monks in the temple. Several grandchildren are still very young. One day, the grandson and the monk were playing in the temple. The monk didn't know that Zhong was the former prime minister. The two men took their grandchildren and abused each other. They happened to pass by Zhong, and his words secretly involved Zhong. Zhong treated it indifferently, as if he didn't hear it. The next day, the monk regretted it very much. Shame and restraint were unnatural. He came to his house to apologize, but Zhong didn't say a superfluous word in the end and treated them as before. Scholars in Yongzhou sometimes meet Zhong, who is very persuasive and teaches him personally. One day, as soon as I sat down, someone boldly asked, "What is the relationship between Fan Moumou and you?" Yeah, first name. At that time, Zhong's two sons were waiting beside him, and they were sweating with fear. Zhong frowned and said for a long time,' it's my dead father.' People who speak rashly are afraid. After a while, Zhong comforted him with gentle words and kept in touch with him. Although there are godsend factors, the measure of public loyalty is probably honed by acquired study and cultivation.

So, all of you here said with one voice: Jiangshan is still the same, but Zhong will never see it again. Decorate them like a bow and be lucky to meet them. Are they easy to remember such detailed details? And this house, after being burned by the war, can still be preserved alone to this day, standing tall and indomitable; Our younger generation can also hear the deeds of loyalty and publicity. Where is the coincidence?

However, I once wrote something like this: When Zhang Qian came to Yongzhou in (A.D. 1 150), an 80-year-old monk in the temple said to me: When Prime Minister Fan lived here, I was still a young monk, and I often saw Zhong always put the letters and objects given by the emperor in the right place on the first and fifteenth days of the lunar calendar. Alas, Zhong doesn't forget that loyalty has reached such a state! Fan Zhongyan said: "Serving in the imperial court worries about the sufferings of the people; In the distant countryside, I am worried about the king's country. " The idea of the palace was really inherited by Zhong!