1. "Eleven Principles of the Analects of Confucius"

①Youzi said: "The purpose of etiquette is harmony. The way of the ancient kings, this is the beauty, and the small and the big follow it. You What cannot be done is to know how to be harmonious and to be harmonious without using etiquette."

② The Master said: "The way is based on government, the order is based on punishment, and the people are exempt from shame; the way is based on virtue. , To treat people with courtesy, there is shame and dignity."

③Confucius said: "If a person is not benevolent, what is the courtesy? If a person is not benevolent, what is the joy?"

④Confucius Said: "If you don't know destiny, you can't be a gentleman; if you don't know etiquette, you can't stand up. If you don't know words, you can't know people."

⑤ Yan Yuan asked about benevolence. Confucius said: "To restrain oneself and return to propriety is benevolence. For one day to restrain oneself and return to propriety, the world will return to benevolence. Does benevolence depend on oneself, but on others?"

⑥Fan Chi asked about benevolence. Confucius said: "Love people." When asked about knowledge, Confucius said: "Know people."

⑦ Fan Chi did not reach it. Confucius said: "If you straighten out all the mistakes, you can make the mistakes straight."

⑧Confucius said: "A benevolent person, if he wants to establish himself, he will establish others, and if he wants to reach himself, he will reach others. He can draw examples from nearby, It can be said that the prescription of benevolence is already there."

⑨The Confucius said: "The wise are not confused, the benevolent are not worried, the brave are not afraid."

The Confucius said: "The wise are happy with water, and the benevolent are free. Leshan. The wise are active, the benevolent are peaceful. The wise are happy, and the benevolent are long-lived."

Confucius said: "Those who are lofty ideals do not seek to harm their benevolence, but kill themselves to achieve benevolence."

2. The role of a few people to the country "Mencius"

King Hui of Liang said: "The role of a few people to the country is to do everything possible. If there is trouble in the river, move the people to the east of the river and move the millet to the river. The same is true for the people east of the river. Looking at the policies of neighboring countries, it is not as good as the people of the neighboring countries. If the people of the neighboring countries are not reduced, why not increase the people of the country? "

Mencius said: " The king likes to fight, please use the metaphor of war. After filling the drum, the sword is connected, and the soldiers are abandoned and walked away. Maybe they stop after a hundred steps, or they stop at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps. How about that? "

Said: "No! If you can't walk a hundred steps straight, you can't walk."

Said: "If the king knows this, there is no hope that the people will be more than those of his neighboring countries. p>

“If it doesn’t go against the farming season, the grain will be inedible. If a few grains of grain are not allowed to enter the pond, the fish and turtles will not be able to eat. When the ax weighs a pound and enters the forest, the wood cannot be used. The grain, fish and turtles cannot be eaten, and the wood cannot be used. This is to keep the people alive and die without regret. Maintaining one's health and losing one's life without regrets is the beginning of the king's way. ”

“A five-acre house with mulberry trees, and a fifty-year-old can be clothed with silk.” Chickens, dolphins, dogs, and pigs are all animals that have not lost their season. Those who are seventy years old can eat meat. Don't take away a hundred acres of land, and a family of several people can live without hunger. Follow the teachings of Xiangxu, apply the righteousness of filial piety and brotherhood, and give the white ones to live up to the road. Those who are seventy years old can wear silk and eat meat, and the people are neither hungry nor cold. However, there is no such thing as a king.

“A dog eats human food without knowing how to check it; when a person dies, he says: ‘It’s not me, Sui.’ How is this different from stabbing a person to kill? Said: "It's not me, it's the soldiers." When the king is innocent, the people of the world will come to an end. Okay. Green is derived from blue, and green is from blue; ice is derived from water, and is cold from water. The wood is straight and the rope is in the middle. It is shaped like a wheel and its curve is regular. Although there is violence, those who no longer stand up are the ones who make it happen. Therefore, if wood is supported by a rope, it will be straight; if metal is sharpened, it will be beneficial; if a gentleman is knowledgeable and examines himself every day, he will know how to act without making mistakes.

I spend the whole day thinking about it, which is not as good as what I learned in a moment; I stoop and look at it, but it is not as good as climbing up and gaining insights. When you climb high and make moves, your arms are not lengthened, but the sight is far away; when you call along the wind, the sound is not faster, but the sound is louder. A fake horse can travel thousands of miles without benefiting from its feet; a fake boat can run a thousand miles without benefiting from the water. A gentleman's life is not different, he is good at things and fake things.

When soil accumulates, mountains are formed, and wind and rain flourish; when water accumulates, abyss is formed, and dragons are born; when good deeds are accumulated, virtue is formed, and the gods are satisfied with themselves, and the holy mind is prepared. Therefore, if you do not accumulate steps, you cannot reach a thousand miles; if you do not accumulate small streams, you cannot reach a river or sea. A horse can't take ten steps with one leap; a horse can ride ten times, but it's hard to give up. If you persevere, the rotten wood will not be broken; if you persevere, the metal and stone can be carved. An earthworm has no sharp claws and teeth, no strong muscles and bones, it eats earth and drinks from the underworld,

it has the same intention. A crab with six knees and two pincers is not a snake and eel that has nothing to rely on in its cave, so it means it is impatient.

4. Chen Qingbiao (Li Mi)

Chen’s secret words: I provoked you with danger, and you encountered a bad thing from Min. When the child was born in six months, his loving father realized his disapproval; when he was four years old, his uncle took away his mother's will.

Grandmother Liu Minchen was lonely and frail, so she raised her personally. The minister had many illnesses and was disabled at the age of nine. He was alone and lonely until he was established. There are no uncles, but there are no brothers. The family is declining and there is no son. There are no relatives who are powerful and powerful outside, and there is no five-foot-tall child inside who answers the door. They are alone and independent, and they are dependent on each other. However, Liu Suying was ill and often had to give birth in bed. His ministers served him with decoctions and medicines, but he never gave up.

Catch the holy pilgrimage and bathe in Qinghua. The former prefecture minister Kui Chachen was filial and honest, and the later governor minister was honored to be a scholar. The minister said that he had no master to support him, but he refused to die. After the edict is issued, I pay homage to the ministers and doctors, seek the favor of the country, and remove the ministers and wash their horses. I am humble enough to serve in the East Palace. I cannot report the death of my minister. Ministers use their appearance to hear news, but they do not take office after resigning. The edict is severe and severe, and the ministers are blamed for being careless. The prefectures and counties are persecuting and urging ministers to go to the road; the state ministers are eager to spark fire when they come to the door. If the minister wants to follow the imperial edict and gallop, Liu's illness will worsen; if he wants to obey his personal feelings, he will be told not to do so: the minister's advance and retreat will be really embarrassing. The Fuwei Holy Dynasty governed the world with filial piety, and all the old people were still raised with care. This was especially true for the ministers who were lonely and lonely. Moreover, I have been a minor official in the fake dynasty, and I have been in the Lang's Department. I am a high-ranking official, and I don't care about my reputation. Today, my country has been destroyed and I am a lowly prisoner, no matter how humble or humble. I have been promoted, favored and blessed with good fortune, so I dare not linger and have any hope. But the sun is thinning in the west, the breath is dying, the life is in danger, and the day is not worried about the day. Without my grandmother, I would not be here today; without my grandmother, I would not be able to live out my remaining years. Mother and grandson are dependent on each other, so they cannot be separated from each other.

Chen Mi is 4 out of 40 this year, and grandma Liu is 90 out of 6 this year. The days for me to pay tribute to Your Majesty are long, but the days to repay Liu are short. It's a private love affair with a black bird, and I'm willing to beg for support. The hard work of the minister is not only seen by the people of Shu and the shepherds of the two states, but also the emperor, the emperor and the queen of the land, have learned from it. May your majesty be compassionate to the foolish and sincere, listen to the ministers' weak ambitions, and be lucky to the common people, so that they can survive for another year. When you are alive, you should be dead, and when you are dead, you should be weeded. I cannot bear the fear of dogs and horses, so I would like to pay my respects and listen to it. 5. Preface to the Collection of Orchid Pavilion In the ninth year of Yonghe (Jin Dynasty), Wang Xizhi was in Guichou. At the beginning of late spring, he would go to Orchid Pavilion in Shanyin, Kuaiji, to do bad luck. All the virtuous people have arrived, and the young and old have gathered together. Here there are high mountains, lush forests and bamboos, and clear streams and rapids, reflecting the scenery to the left and right. It is thought that the wine cup is flowing and the water is flowing, and the people are sitting next to each other. Although it is not as prosperous as silk and bamboo orchestral music, one wine cup and one chant are enough to express the quiet feelings. It's a sunny day, the air is clear, and the wind is gentle and gentle. Looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the abundance of categories, wandering your eyes and wandering your mind is enough to provide you with great visual and auditory entertainment, which is a joy to believe. I will look up to my wife forever. Either you can take it into their arms and realize it within a room; or you can let it go outside your body because of the entrustment you have placed in it. Although there are many different interests, tranquility and restlessness are different. When you are happy with what you encounter, you are temporarily satisfied with yourself, you are happy and self-sufficient, and you don't know that old age is coming; The admiration towards it and the admiration of it have become old traces, and I still have to be excited about it. If it is short-lived and transformed, it will eventually end! The ancients said, "Death and life are equally important." Isn't it painful? Every time I look at the reasons for people's interest in the past, if they are combined into one, I will not fail to express my condolences in writing, which cannot be expressed in my heart. I know that death and rebirth are just illusions, and mourning for Qi Peng is an illusion. The future looks upon the present, just as the present looks upon the past. Sad husband! Therefore, I listed the people at that time and recorded what they said. Although the world is different and things are different, so the excitement is the same. Those who view it later will also feel the elegance. 6. Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng (Wang Bo)

The time is September, and the preface belongs to the third autumn. When the water is gone, the cold pond is clear, and the smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I am like a car on the road, visiting the scenery in Chong'a; I am near the Changzhou of the emperor's son, and I find the old mansion of heaven and man. The terraces are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above; the flying pavilion is soaring, and there is no ground below. Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains.

Wearing an embroidered gate, looking down at the carved beast, the mountains are wide and the plains are vast, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified. Luyan rushes to the ground, the home of bells and tripods; Gejian Mijin, the axis of green birds and yellow dragons. The clouds are gone and the rain is clear, and the color is bright. The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water and the long sky are the same color. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the poor Pengli shore; the wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu. 7. Preface to a Spring Night Banquet in the Peach and Plum Garden by My Concubine (Li Bai)

Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things; time is the passer-by of hundreds of generations. And the floating life is like a dream, how much joy is there? The ancients held a candle and walked at night, which was a good thing. Kuang Yangchun called me to see the smoke and scenery, and the large piece of fake me to write articles. A garden filled with peaches and plums, a prelude to family happiness. All the handsome people in the season are Huilian; we sing songs and feel happy alone. The quiet appreciation has not ended, and the high talk has become clear. Sitting on the flowers at the Qiong Banquet, flying in the wine cup and intoxicated by the moon. Without good works, how can one express his elegance? If the poem fails, the penalty will be the amount of gold, grain, and wine.

8. The theory of teachers (Han Yu)

The ancient scholars must have teachers. A teacher is the one who preaches the truth, receives karma and resolves doubts. People are not born with knowledge, how can they be free from confusion? If you are confused and do not follow the teacher, it is confusion, and you will not be able to understand it in the end. Those who were born before me, they heard the Tao before me, and I learned from them; those born after me, they heard the Tao before me, and I learned from them. My teacher, do you know who was born to me one year or another? Therefore, there is neither high nor low, neither long nor short. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists.

Sigh! It’s been a long time since teachers’ teachings were passed on! It’s hard to be clear of confusion! The ancient saints were also far away from others, and they still asked if they were teachers. Today's people are also far away from the saints, and they are ashamed to learn from their teachers. Therefore, the saint will benefit the saint, and the fool will benefit the fool. Is this why saints are saints and fools are fools? If you love your son, you will choose a teacher and teach him; if you are concerned about your son, you will be ashamed of the teacher and confused. The boy's teacher teaches the readers the book and then learns its sentences. He is not what I call someone who teaches him the way and solves his confusion. I don't know how to read a sentence, I don't understand it when I'm confused, maybe it's a teacher's fault, or maybe it's not a good idea. I haven't seen the clarity from elementary school. A man of witchcraft, medicine, music, and craftsmanship, he is not ashamed to be a physiognomist. The clan of scholar-bureaucrats would gather together and laugh at those who said "master" or "disciple". When asked, he said: "He is similar to that year, and the Tao is similar. A low position is shameful, and a high official is close to flattery." Woohoo! The way of a teacher can no longer be known. Gentlemen despise a man who is a man of witchcraft, medicine, music and craftsmanship, but now his wisdom is beyond his reach. How strange that is!

The sage is the teacher of impermanence. Confucius studied under Tanzi, Changhong, Xiang and Laodan. The disciples of Tanzi were not as wise as Confucius. Confucius said: If three people are walking together, there must be my teacher. Therefore, the disciple does not have to be inferior to the master, and the master does not have to be better than the disciple. There is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art, that's all.

Zi Pan, a seventeen-year-old son of the Li family, was fond of ancient Chinese prose and was familiar with all the classics and biographies of the six arts. Yu Jiaqi was able to practice the ancient way and wrote "Shi Shuo" to teach him. 9. Fu of Afang Palace (Du Mu)

After the completion of the six kings, the four seas are one, the Shu Mountain is Wu, and Afang comes out. It was covered for more than three hundred miles and isolated from the sky. Lishan is built in the north and turns west, going straight to Xianyang. The two rivers flowed into the palace wall. Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion; the waist of the corridor is unobstructed, and the eaves and teeth are high; everyone hugs the terrain and fights with each other. Panpan Yan, Huan Yan Yan, honeycomb water vortex, I don't know how many tens of millions have fallen. The long bridge is lying on the waves, what's the point? If you resume the Tao and walk in the sky, what will happen if you don’t fly? Confused about high and low, not knowing west or east. The singing stage is warm and the spring light is warm; the dance hall is cold and the wind and rain are miserable. Within a day, from one palace to another, the weather is not uniform.

Concubines, concubines, princes and grandsons, resigned from the lower hall and came to Qin in their chariots. Chaoge Yexian is from Qin Palace. The stars are shining brightly, and the makeup mirrors are opened; the green clouds are disturbing, and the servant girls are combing at dawn; the Wei River is swollen and greasy, and the fat and water are discarded; the smoke is slanting and the fog is horizontal, and peppers and orchids are burning. The thunder suddenly startled me, and the palace carriage passed by; I heard the winding of the wind from afar, but I didn't know where it was. Every muscle and every face, his expression is extremely radiant, and he is distant and farsighted, but he looks lucky. Some people have not seen him for thirty-six years. The collections of Yan and Zhao, the management of Han and Wei, and the elites of Qi and Chu have plundered their people for several generations and stacked them like mountains; Dings, clangs, jade, gold nuggets, beads and gravels are thrown away in the winding winds, but the people of Qin regard them with no pity.

Sigh! The heart of one person is the heart of thousands of people. Qin's love is extravagant, and people also miss his family. How can you take all the baht and use it like sand? There are more pillars supporting the building than there are farmers in Nanmu; there are more rafters erecting beams than there are workers on the machine; there are more phosphorus on nail heads than there are grains of millet in Yu; there are more jagged joints in tiles than there are silk threads all over the body; there are more straight rails and horizontal sills. , more than the city walls of the Nine Lands; the orchestral music is hoarse, more than the words of the city people. Make people in the world dare not speak out but dare to get angry. The heart of a single husband is becoming increasingly arrogant. The garrison soldiers shouted, the letter was lifted, the Chu people fired their torches, the pitiful scorched earth!

Woohoo! Those who destroy the Six Kingdoms are the Six Kingdoms, not Qin; those who belong to Qin are Qin, not the world. Alas! If the six countries love their own people, it will be enough to reject Qin; if Qin loves the people of the six countries again, he will be king for three generations and will be king for ten thousand generations. Who can win and his family will be destroyed? The people of Qin had no time to mourn for themselves, so that future generations would mourn for them; if future generations mourned without taking note of it, they would also cause future generations to mourn for future generations again. 10. A Trip to Baochan Mountain (Wang Anshi)

So I sighed. The ancients often gained something when they looked at the heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, vegetation, insects, fish, birds and beasts, because they were so profound in their thinking that they were omnipresent. If the enemy is close, there will be many tourists; if the danger is far, there will be few tourists.

However, the grandeur, weirdness, and unusualness of the world often lie in the dangers and distances, and they are rarely accessible to people, so only those who are determined cannot reach them. If you have ambitions, you will not be able to achieve them if you don’t follow them, but if you don’t have enough strength, you will not be able to achieve them. If you have ambition and strength, but don't be lazy, you won't be able to reach it even if it is dark and confusing and there is nothing to show it. However, if my strength is enough, I can ridicule others, but I have regrets for myself. If I try my best and fail to achieve it, I can have no regrets. Who can ridicule me? The rest is earned! 11. Ode to Red Cliff (Su Shi)

In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests went boating under Red Cliff. The breeze comes slowly and the water waves are calm. Lifting wine to the guests, reciting poems about the bright moon, and singing graceful chapters. After a while, the moon rose above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew flows across the river, and the water reaches the sky. Even though a reed is like this, thousands of hectares are at a loss. The vastness is as if you are riding on the wind without knowing where it stops; the flutteringness is as if you are left alone in the world, becoming an immortal and ascending to immortality.

So they drank and had a lot of fun, and sang along to the boat. The song goes: "The orchid oars are hanging on the osmanthus, and the light is shining in the sky. I feel the mist in my heart, and I look forward to the beauty in the sky." There is a guest who plays the cave flute, and he listens to the song, and his voice is as plain as resentment. Admiration is like crying and complaining, and the lingering sound is like a wisp. The lurking dragon dances in the secluded ravine, and the concubine weeps in the lonely boat.

Su Zi was stunned, sat upright, and asked the guest: "Why is it so?" The guest said: "'The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.' Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou and Wuchang in the east, the mountains and rivers are close to each other and the sky is green. Isn't this what Meng De was trapped in Zhou Lang? Drinking wine by the river, writing poems across the river, I have been a hero for a lifetime. How can I be safe now? Kuangwu and his son fished and wooded on the river, accompanied by fish and shrimps, and made friends with elk. They rode a small boat and raised their bows to each other. I send the mayflies in the sky, a drop in the vast ocean. I feel sorry for the infiniteness of my life. I carry the flying fairy to fly, and I know it is unexpected, and it is left in the sad wind. " /p>

Su Zi said: "Do guests also know that water and the moon are like this? Those who have passed away are like this, but they have not yet passed away; those who are full and empty are like that, but their soldiers are not waxing and waning. Look at the changes in Gaijiang. , then the heaven and earth cannot last for a moment; from the perspective of being unchanging, both things and me are endless, and how can I envy it! Between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner, even if it is not my possession, even a tiny bit. Don’t take it. But the cool breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be heard by the ears and become colors by the eyes. They can be taken without restraint and used inexhaustibly. They are the endless treasures of the Creator, and I and my son have them. All the food is served."

The guests smiled happily and drank more wine after washing their cups. The core of the food is gone, and the cups and plates are in a mess. The couple and their pillows were spread out in the boat, unaware of the whiteness of the east. Poems, lyrics and music (22 pieces)

1. Meng ("The Book of Songs")

Meng's Chi Chi holds cloth and silk. Bandits come to trade silk, and when they come, they come to plot against me. Send the son to Sheqi, and go to Dunqiu. The gangster and I are in the wrong period, and I am an unscrupulous matchmaker. The general will not be angry, and autumn will come. Riding on that wall, we hope to regain the pass. Not seeing the return pass, I burst into tears. Seeing the return pass, I laughed and talked. Erbu Erzhen, the body has no blame words. Come with your car and move with my bribe. Before the mulberry leaves fall, their leaves are as bright as silk. When the doves are here, there is no food for them to eat mulberries; when the girls are there, there is no time to hang out with the scholars. It is still possible to explain the delay of a scholar; it is indescribable to explain the delay of a woman. The mulberry trees have fallen, and they have turned yellow and fallen. Self-imposed, poor at the age of three. The water in Qishui is flowing, and the curtains and clothes are gradually falling. Women are also unhappy, and scholars behave differently. Scholars are also extremely ignorant, but only have two or three virtues. She was a wife at the age of three, and she had to work hard at home. Work hard and sleep well at night, and the day will come. Once the words are fulfilled, they become violent. My brother didn't know, so he laughed. Think about it quietly and bow to mourn. As we grow old together, old age makes me resentful. Qi has a bank, and Xi has a bank. At the general banquet, Yan Yan talked and laughed. Be true to your word and never think about the opposite. On the contrary, if you don’t think about it, that’s enough! 2. Short Song (Cao Cao)

Singing while drinking, what is life like? Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day. Generosity should be shown as generosity, and worries will be unforgettable. How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang. Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely. But for your sake, I still ponder it. Yo yo deer roar, eat wild apples. I have guests who play the harp and sheng. It's as bright as the moon, when can I shake it off? The sorrow comes from it and cannot be cut off. The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more useless you are. We chatted and had a banquet, thinking about old kindness. The moon and stars are sparse, and magpies fly south. Walking around the tree three times, there is no branch to lean on. The mountains never get too high and the water never gets too deep. The Duke of Zhou vomits food, and the world returns to its heart. 3. Returning to the garden and living in the fields (Tao Yuanming) rarely has any sense of custom, and his nature is to love hills and mountains.

I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years. The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall. The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is still there. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow in the mulberry trees. The courtyard is free of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature. 4. Spring River Flower Moon Night (Zhang Ruoxu) The spring river tide is even to the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river anywhere. The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes. The frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, The white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen. The river and the sky are all pure and clear of dust, and there is a lone moon in the bright sky. Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, and the river and the moon look alike every year. I don’t know who the river moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow. Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be shining away from the makeup mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled away, and it comes back when it is smashed and brushed on the anvil. At this time, we look at each other but don't hear each other, I hope the moonlight will shine on you. The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water flowing in the river is almost gone, and the moon sets over the river pool and turns to the west again. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road has infinite roads. I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love. 5. Wang Wei, who lives in the mountains in the dark autumn. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay. 6. Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang's work

The fireworks in the forest are late in the rain, and the quinoa is steamed and cooked. Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees.

In the mountains, I can quietly watch the hibiscus trees, and I can watch the dew sunflowers in the Qingzhai under the pine tree. The old man is fighting for a seat with others, but the seagull is even more suspicious of what happened. 7. The Road to Shu is Difficult (Li Bai)

Hey, how dangerous it is! The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky. There are thickets of silkworms and fishtails, how confused the founding of the country is. You are forty-eight thousand years old, and you are not in the vicinity of Qin Sai. There is a bird path in Taibai, Xidang, which can cross the top of Emei. The earth collapses and the mountains destroy the strong men to death, and then the stone stacks of the ladder to heaven are connected to each other. There is a high mark of six dragons returning to the sun on the top, and a rushing wave and turning back to Sichuan below. The yellow crane cannot fly past, and the ape clings to it to overcome its sorrow. There are piles of green mud, and there are nine twists and turns in a hundred steps, lingering on the rocks. Mon went to the Lijing Well and raised his head and breathed, and he sat with his hands on his back and sighed.

I asked you when you will return from your journey to the west. I am afraid that the journey will be steep and the rocks will be inaccessible. But I saw mourning birds calling ancient trees, and male and female flying around the forest. I also heard Zigui crying about the moon at night and worrying about the empty mountains. The difficulty of the road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky, which makes people wither their beauty! Even if the peaks are gone, the sky is not full, and withered pines hang upside down against the cliffs. The turbulent waterfalls are noisy, and the cliffs turn into rocks and thousands of valleys are thundered. The danger is the same, people who have traveled a long way have come here for nothing!

The sword pavilion is so majestic and Cui Wei, one man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it. Those who were guarding or robbing relatives turned into wolves and jackals. Avoiding tigers in the morning and snakes at night, grinding teeth and sucking blood, killing people like numbness. Although Jincheng is happy, it is better to return home early. The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky. I turn to the west and look to the west to sigh! 8. Sleepwalking Tianmu chants and leaves behind (Li Bai)

Haike talks about Yingzhou, the misty waves are dim and it is difficult to find a letter; people in Yue Dynasty talk about Tianmu, and the clouds are dimming or visible. Tianmu reaches the sky and stretches across the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 18,000 feet high, so it tilts toward the southeast.

I want to dream of Wuyue and fly to the moon in Jinghu Lake overnight. The moon on the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River. Xie Gong's residence is still there today, and the Lu River is clear and the apes are singing.

Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder. Half of the wall can see the sea and the sun, and the sky can smell the chickens. Thousands of rocks have many twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim. Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are shocking to the top of the mountain. The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke. There was a thunderbolt when the columns were missing, and the hills collapsed. The stone door of the cave opens suddenly. The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform.

Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another. Tigers, drums and harps come and Luan returns to the carriage, and immortals come and line up like hemp. Suddenly my soul palpitates and my soul moves, I suddenly start and sigh. But when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze.

The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastward. When will you return after leaving? Let's put the white deer among the green cliffs and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as possible. An Neng's ability to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy! 9. Climbing high (Du Fu)

The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky howl in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in.

Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the wine glass is stained by the new stop. 10. Climbing the Yueyang Tower (Du Fu)

I used to hear about the water in Dongting, now I go up to the Yueyang Tower. To the southeast of Wu and Chu, the universe floats day and night.

There are no relatives or friends, and there are no old and sick people. The army and horses pass through the north of the mountain, and Pingxuan Tisi flows. 11. Playing the Pipa (Bai Juyi)

The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn. The master dismounted and was in the boat. He wanted to drink wine but there was no orchestra. It's too late to be drunk and happy to say goodbye. When we say goodbye, the vast river is soaked in the moon. Suddenly I heard the sound of pipa playing on the water, and the host forgot to return home.

Looking for the sound, I secretly asked who was playing the pipa. The sound of the pipa stopped and I was too late to speak. Move the boat closer to invite us to meet each other, add wine, turn back the lights, and resume the banquet. After calling for thousands of times, he came out, still holding the pipa and half covering his face. There are three or two sounds of the strings being plucked by the rotating shaft, and there is emotion before the tune is formed. The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, seeming to complain of failure in life. The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, telling all the infinite things in one's heart. Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and wiped, then picked again, first "Neon Shang" and later "Liu Yao". The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers. The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate. The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flower, and it is difficult to go under the ice of the Youyan Spring. The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation will never pass the sound for a while. Don't worry and hate yourself. Silence is better than sound at this time. The silver bottle bursts and water slurries burst out; the cavalry protrudes with swords and guns. At the end of the song, the plucked strings are carefully drawn, and the four strings sound like cracking silk. The east boat and the west boat were silent, only the white autumn moon could be seen in the middle of the river.

While he was chanting and plucking the strings, he straightened his clothes and tightened his features. She said that she was originally a girl from the capital city, and her family lived under the tomb of shrimp. At the age of 13, he learned the pipa successfully and became the first member of the Jiaofang. Qu Ba once taught good people how to dress well, and Qiu Niang was always jealous of her makeup. The young people in Wuling are struggling with their heads, and there are countless red silk songs. The silver grate on the tin head was smashed into pieces, and the bloody skirt was stained by wine. This year's laughter will bring back the next, and the autumn moon and spring breeze will pass easily. My younger brother left to join the army and my aunt died, so the color came to me in the morning. There are few horses and pommels in front of the house, and the boss is married to a businessman. Businessmen value profit over separation. The month before last, they went to Fuliang to buy tea. We go to and from the mouth of the river to guard empty boats, and when we go around the boats, the moon shines brightly on the river, and the water is cold. Late at night, I suddenly dreamed about my youth. I cried and cried, and my eyes were red with tears.

I sighed when I heard the pipa playing, and I groaned again when I heard the words. We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before? I resigned from the imperial capital last year and was relegated to Xunyang City where I was sick. There is no music in Xunyang, a remote place, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all year round. The land where I live near the Huanjiang River is low and humid, and yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around my house. What did you hear during the day and night? The cuckoo cries and the blood ape moans. On a spring river with flowers facing the autumn moonlight, I often drink wine alone while drinking. Are there no folk songs and village flutes? It's hard to listen to the vomiting and muttering. Tonight, hearing your pipa music makes my ears suddenly bright as if listening to fairy music. Mo Cigeng sat down to play a song and translated it for you, "Pipa Xing".

I feel that I have been saying this for a long time, but sitting down makes the strings turn sharply. It's so sad that it's not like the forward sound, and everyone in the house weeps when they hear it again. Who cried the most in the audience? Sima Jiangzhou’s green shirt was wet. 12. Jinse (Li Shangyin)

The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of 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. 13. Poppy (Li Yu)

When will spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. 14. Looking at the sea tide (Liu Yong)

Looking to the southeast, Sanwu City, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoked willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, there are hundreds of thousands of homes. Clouds and trees surround the dike and sand, raging waves roll up frost and snow, and the sky is boundless.

The city is lined with pearls, the households are full of luxury, and the luxury is high.

Chonghu Lake overlaps Qingjia, with three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus. The Qiang pipe clears the sky, the watermelon song fills the night, and the old lotus babies play and fish. Thousands of riders with high teeth, riding drunk, listening to flutes and drums, chanting and admiring the haze. There will be good scenery in the future, go back to Fengchi to praise it. 15. Yu Linling (Liu Yong) The chilly cicadas are mournful, facing the pavilion at night. The showers have just stopped, and there is no trace of drinking in the tents of the capital. In the place of nostalgia, the orchid boat is urging it to go. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go thousands of miles away, the sky is vast and the mist is heavy at dusk. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, and even more so, they can’t bear to be left out in the Qingqiu Festival. Where can I wake up from my drunkenness tonight? The dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank. After so many years, it should be a good time and beautiful scenery. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them! 16. Nian Nujiao? Chibi Nostalgia (Su Shi)

The great river goes eastward, and the waves sweep away all the romantic figures of the ages. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the air, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.

I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fan and silk scarf, while talking and laughing, the rapist disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. The world is like a dream, and one statue still shines in the moonlight. 17. Ding Fengbo (Su Shi)

Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime. The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine. 18. Slow voice (Li Qingzhao)

Looking and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. Three cups and two glasses of light wine can't defeat his late arrival! The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, they are haggard and damaged, who is worthy of picking them now! Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness! The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and the rain drops gradually at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"! 19. Book Indignation (Lu You)

I knew at an early age that things were difficult, and the Central Plains looked to the north like a mountain. The building boat crosses Guazhou in the snowy night, and the iron horse disperses in the strong autumn wind.

I walled the Great Wall and promised myself that it would be empty, but the faded hair on my temples was already stained in the mirror. A true name for the disciples, who can be compared to the others in a thousand years! 20. Everlasting joy? Nostalgia for the past in Beigu Pavilion, Jingkou (Xin Qiji)

Throughout the ages, there are no heroes to be found, and Sun Zhong is looking for a place. On the dancing pavilion and singing stage, the wind is always blown away by the wind and the rain. The setting sun, the grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of humanity once lived. I think back then, when we were strong and strong, we could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

Yuanjia hastily sealed the wolf in Xu, and won the hasty visit to the north. Forty-three years later, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road. But looking back, under the Buddha and Li Temple, there is a sacred crow drum. Who can ask, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living? 21. Yangzhou Man (Jiang Kui)

The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in Zhuxi, Xie An Shao was stationed in the first journey. Ten miles after the spring breeze, all the shepherds and wheat are green. Since Hu Ma peeked into the river, the trees and trees in the pond were abandoned, and they were still tired of talking about soldiers. It's getting dusk, the clear corners are blowing cold, and we are all in an empty city.

Du Lang’s handsome reward is so serious that I am shocked now. Despite Cardamom's lyrical skills, Dream of a Brothel is good, but it is difficult to describe it with deep emotion. The Twenty-Four Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and the cold moon is silent. Reading the red medicine beside the bridge, who will I know every year? 22. Qinyuan Spring Changsha ()

In the cold autumn of independence, the Xiangjiang River goes north to the head of Orange Island. See the mountains all red, the forests all dyed; the rivers full of green, with hundreds of boats competing in the current. Eagles strike in the sky, fish fly in the shallows, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom in the sky. I am so melancholy that I ask the boundless earth, who is responsible for the ups and downs?

I brought hundreds of couples on this trip to recall the glorious past. Qia's classmate is a young boy who is in his prime; he is a scholarly student and scolds Fang Qiu. Pointing out the country and inspiring words, the excrement of thousands of households. Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the current, the waves stopped the flying boat?