1. Original text:
There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.
The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
From: "Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The harp originally had twenty-five strings, but this poem was written after the death of Li Shangyin's wife, so there are fifty strings It means broken strings, but even so, every string and every syllable is enough to express my longing for those beautiful years. Zhuang Zhou actually knew that he was just a butterfly longing for freedom.
The beautiful heart and deeds of Emperor Wang can move the cuckoo.
The shadow of the bright moon in the sea is like a pearl turned from tears. Only in the Lantian at that time and place can good jade be produced like smoke. Those beautiful things and times can only remain in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just normal, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
2. Original text:
I entered Wu at night in the cold rain, and I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.
From: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The cold rain spread all over the river and sky in Wudi all night long. After seeing you off in the early morning, even the hazy distant mountains disappeared. Look lonely! When you arrive in Luoyang, if your relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me, please tell them that my heart is still as crystal clear and pure as the ice in the jade pot!
3. Original text:
The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered after autumn. Twenty-Four Bridges On a moonlit night, where can a beautiful lady teach me how to play the flute?
From: "A Letter to Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The green mountains are faintly undulating, the river is far away and long, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has withered in autumn. Twenty-Four Bridge The bright moon shines in the quiet night. Where are you, old friend, listening to the beauty playing the flute?
4. Original text:
Last night the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart.
Gouchun wine is given to every other seat to warm it up, and the wax-covered lamps are red. Sighing, I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request. I walked around Malantai and turned around.
From: "Untitled·Last Night's Stars and Last Night's Wind" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze in the middle of the night; our banquet was held on the west bank of the painting building , east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenix wings on the body, and they cannot fly together; but in the heart, they are like a consonant, and their emotions are closely connected. They guess hooks and play with each other, drink spring wine across the seats to warm their hearts; they divide their groups into groups to make drinking orders and decide the outcome, the candlelight glows red. It's a shame, when you hear the drum at the fifth watch, you should go up to the court and rush to Lantai, like basil fluttering in the wind.
5. Original text:
The colorful sleeves held the jade bell diligently, but in those days, the beauty was drunk. Dancing low to the moon in the heart of the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan.
After seeing each other again, we met again and again, and shared our dreams with you several times. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.
From: Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky· Colorful Sleeves Holding the Jade Bell attentively"
Interpretation: You waved colorful sleeves and held a wine glass in your hands to persuade you to drink. Looking back on the past, you were willing to get drunk on Yan. red. The dance was graceful, until the bright moon hanging from the tops of the willow trees shone low in the center of the building; the singer sang softly, until the wind died down under the fan. Since that parting, I always miss that beautiful reunion and how many times I have reunited with you in my dreams.
Tonight I raise my silver lamp to take a closer look at you, lest I meet you again in a dream.