4. Poems about Wuzhen

1, Wuzhen Wine House Song

The Ming Dynasty, Qu You Falling flowers and flowing water near people's homes, wild geese and mallard darts flying in formation.

A pair of stone towers stand on the east and west, and the boatman rumors that it is Wuzhen.

A pair of stone towers stand on the east and west, the boat rumored to be Wuzhen.

A pair of stone towers towered over the east and west sides, and the boatman said that this was the rumored Wuzhen. 2, "night stay in Wuzhen have wistful fellow travelers (two)" Ming Dynasty Shi Jian moonlight Wuzhen bridge night, dreaming still call up to see the mountains.

Translation: Wuzhen bridge, the night bright moon in the sky. In my dream, I was like cheering up to see the mountains.

3, "Rain in Wuzhen" Contemporary Xu Ping The mossy walls of the sparse leaves of the tungs are green, and the black-topped boat stops at the old town. The boat is stopping at the old town. The boat is coming to the Li Lane and the Tao Lane, and the flag pavilion and the well pavilion are everywhere.

Translation: The leaves on the sycamore tree are sparse, the moss on the wall is green, and the canopied boat of Wuzhen stops at the ancient Jin. Along the way, Li Lane is connected with Tao Lane, and there are flag pavilions and well pavilions everywhere.

4, "Jade Butterfly - Autumn Wind Miserable Hurt Leaving" Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun Autumn wind miserably hurt leaving, travelers have not returned. The first thing that you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the grass, and the geese in the south of the country are late.

Translation: The bleak autumn wind has blown, the weather has become cooler, the people who have traveled far have not returned, and can not help but call for people to hang on to their hearts and minds, and add to the sadness of the parting of the heart. Now should be out of Serbia is full of grass, full of yellow it, and fly to Jiangnan Wuzhen northern geese are still late.

5, "The stream line wants to tour Wuzhen and the two temples with Fan Ché, but it is not fruitful" Qing Dynasty Quan Zuwang Slowly rowing out of Wuzhen, the distant mountains into the hope. The clear stream is dyed with the color of sunshine, and the young wheat is in the spring sunshine.

Translation: The boatman was slowly swinging his oars from Wuzhen, and the distant mountains were becoming less and less clear. The clear spring water and the afterglow of the sun are dyed in one color, and the wheat seedlings in the field are enjoying the spring sunshine.

Remembering Jiangnan Tang - Liu Yuxi Spring is gone! I'm not sure if you're a good person, but I'm a good person. The willow is lifting its arms from the wind, and the orchid is dripping with dew, and the pinion is sitting alone. Looking at the South River Song Su Dongpo Spring has not yet grown old, the wind is fine and the willow is slanting. Try to go up to the transcendental platform to see, half of the city is full of spring water and a city of flowers, and the smoke and rain darken a thousand homes. Remembering the South River Wen Tingkun, Tang Dynasty, The Hatred of Ten Thousand Hatred is at the end of the world. The moon in the mountains does not know what is in my heart, and the wind in the water is blowing the flowers in front of me, swaying the blue clouds diagonally. After freshening up, I leaned alone on the tower looking at the river. The water is so long, and the intestines are broken! The South River is a distant dream, and the south is in full bloom. The river is clear, and the city is full of flotsam and jetsam. The city is full of flotsam and jetsam! I am so busy watching the flowers. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are cold and far away, and a lonely boat is moored in the depths of the lute. The flute is in the moonlit building. Dreaming of South China 清-屈大均 悲落叶，叶落绝回期。 Even if I come back to the tree, the new branches are not the old ones. The new branches are not the same as the old ones. The South River of Memory Tang Dynasty - Huangfu Song The embers of the orchids have fallen, and the red bananas are dark on the screen. I dream of the ripening of plums in the south of the river, the night boat blows its flute in the rain, and the people talk of the bridge by the post. South of the River in Two Keys Shou Qiushui Song-Liu Chenweng Qi Mei Lifting, Colorful Servant Purple Haze Remembering. The sky is full of islands, and a smile in front of your honor is a smile of jade. The man sings his own words. The chrysanthemums under the hedge, drunkenly put on a branch. I begged you for thirty ducats of flower water, and the autumn breeze remembered me with a poem. I'll keep the evening fragrance. The Goodness of Jiangnan/Remembering Jiangnan Song-Zhao Shih-Man The sky is full of water, and the water is far away from the sky. The water is far away from the sky. The sky is clear and the cold moon is rippling, the water and the moon are both in the same color. The moon reflects the sky in the water. The people and the scenery, the people and the scenery can never be complete. If the scenery is good, the heart will be happy, and the scenery should be beautiful when the heart is far away from happiness. I'm not going to say anything to the common people. Looking at the South River SONG - Zhou Bangyan The prostitutes have dispersed, and I am alone around the embankment. The grasses are filled with smoke, and the clouds are darkened by the rain. The nine paths are not stained with mud. Under the peaches and the plums, there is no grove in the spring. I see flowers beyond the wall, and horses in the willows, and warblers in the shadows. Everywhere is miserable. Jiangnan Willow Song- Zhang Xian The Sui embankment is far away, and the waves are fast and the road is light. There are many farewells at the Willow Bridge, and it is sad to see people part, not to mention their own feelings. After the slanting light, the new moon rises in the western city. I wish I could be like the moon and walk with you for thousands of miles. I wish I could be like the moon and walk with you for thousands of miles. The moonlight invades my bed in the early night. I am lying by a cluster of lotus leaves in the dew, and the scent of hibiscus flowers is cool. The first time I saw it, I was in the middle of the night, and the moon was in my bed. I know Jiangnan (1) The water is so beautiful and the mountains are so clear that my eyebrows are far away, and I lean on the window of the pavilion when I return home. The spring breeze doesn't understand the rain in Jiangnan, and I laugh at the rainy alleys looking for customers to taste. （I heard that Jiangnan is a wine country, and people on the road want to break their hearts. The most important thing to remember is that the river is not a place of drunkenness, but it is a place where you can see the fragrance of the spring breeze. Miscellaneous Songs and Rhetoric ~ Remembering Jiangnan Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old and familiar. The sunrise river flowers are more red than fire, the spring river water is as green as blue. Can not remember Jiangnan. Memories of Jiangnan, the most memory is Hangzhou. In the moonlight of the mountain temples, I search for cinnamon, and on the pillow of the county pavilion, I watch the tide. When will I visit again? I remember the south of the river, and secondly, I remember the Wu Palace. A cup of Wu wine and a cup of bamboo leaves in the spring, and two dancers dancing in the hibiscus. We'll meet again in the morning and evening. The Song of Harmony. Returning from Lotus Catching Wang Bo Returning from Lotus Catching, dressed in hibiscus in green water, with the wind blowing in the fall and the eider geese flying. I was able to get down to the river with my orchid and guizhao, and I was able to row the boat with my jade wrist and skirt. The river is full of love, and it's hard for me to stay. The love of each other is bitter, but the good time can't be stayed. The conscripts have not yet returned, and it's the end of the day for picking lotus flowers in Jiangnan. It's already late, picking lotus flowers, and I'm sure I'll be a great advocate for you. The official road to the south of the city is full of mulberry leaves, but it's not as good as picking lotus flowers on the river. Lotus blossom and lotus blossom again, how can the flowers and leaves overlap? The leaves are green and shy, but the blossoms are as red as cheeks. The beautiful woman is not on time, and I'm disappointed to see her go. I pity the flower, I love the lotus root. Where is the old love, but the new one is only a blossom. I don't want to be sorry that I've lost my wife in Nanjin, but I'm ashamed that I'm late in writing to the geese in the North Sea. The lotus picking song has its own rhythm, and the lotus picking night never stops. The wind is blowing on the river, and the moon is hovering on the river. We meet at the lotus pond at night. The Wu and Yue women are so rich and beautiful. ***The cold river is thousands of kilometers away, and the mountains are several kilometers away. Spring Dream Cen Sen Last night the spring breeze arose from the cave, and the water of the Xiangjiang River separated the old man from me. In the spring dream on my pillow, I traveled thousands of miles to the south of the Yangtze River. Looking at South River Song Su Dongpo Spring has not yet grown old, the wind is fine and the willow is slanting. Try to go up to the transcendental platform to see half of the spring water and a city of flowers, with thousands of houses darkened by smoke and rain. Dreaming of South River 清-屈大均 悲落叶，叶落绝回期. Even if you come back to the tree, the new branches are not the old ones. I'm not sure if I'll be able to make it back. The ancient palace has little free space, and the water lanes are full of water. The ancient palace is full of little land, but the water lanes are full of small bridges. The night market sells lotus roots, and the spring boat carries beautiful silk. I know the moon is still awake, but the similarity is in the fishing songs. The Green Mist in the River and the Red Peak of the Peak of the Sky. The windy water and the clouds are full of old bamboos, and all night long the sails of the bushes are like a picture. The sea bass has a thousand heads, and the wine is a hundred ducats, and in the wine lies the green of the southern mountains. Songs and songs are not yet finished, but the river is covered with jade. Song-Huang Tingjian The smoke of the fireplace and the sinking of the water, the wood of the Zen bed and the bamboo of the stream. The sunset is in the west of the bamboo shade. The South River - Li Yu (Tang Dynasty) Idle dreams are far away, but the south is in the spring. The river is clearing up, and the city is full of flotsam and jetsam. The most important thing to remember is that it's not just about the flowers, it's about the people who are busy watching them! The South is in Autumn. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are far away in cold colors, and a lonely boat is moored in the depths of the reed blossoms. The flute is in the moonlight building. Jiangnan Willow Song- Zhang Xian The Sui embankment is far away, the waves are fast and the road is light. The Willow Bridge is a place of farewells, and it's sad to see people part, not to mention their own feelings. After the slanting light, the new moon is on the west side of the city. I wish I could be like the moon and walk with you for thousands of miles. Looking at the South River Song Dynasty - Dai Fugu I'll continue with the four songs of "The Goodness of Kettle Mountain", which is both ancient and modern. He has a house with three rooms where he hides ten thousand scrolls, and a single word he writes is worth a thousand pieces of gold. There are friends in all corners of the world. The road outside the door is a stone's throw away from Hanyin. I enjoy walking along the willow embankment and chanting when I am drunk on the Hundred Flowers Continent. I will not let go of my life. Jiangnan Han Author: Han Wu Ming Shi Genre: Lefu Gangnam can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tian Tian. Fish play with lotus leaves, fish play with lotus leaves east, fish play with lotus leaves west, fish play with lotus leaves south, fish play with lotus leaves north. Gift to Fan Ye Era：North and South Dynasty Author：Lu Kai Folded flowers and sent them to the people in Longtou. I have nothing in Jiangnan, but I will send a branch of spring. Bodhisattva Barbarian Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Wei Zhuang Genre: Lyrics Everyone says Jiangnan is good, but tourists are only old in Jiangnan. The spring water is more blue than the sky, the painted boat sleeps in the rain. The water in the spring is more blue than the sky, the painting boat is sleeping in the rain. The people in the shop look like the moon, their wrists are frosty and snowy. The first thing you need to do is to go back to your hometown, and you'll be broken-hearted.

1, Dili Lu flowers heavy frost at the beginning of the mulberry cudgel yin shift moon is not sinking. From the Song Dynasty Song Boren's "Night in Wuzhen", meaning: the reed flowers become heavy because of frost, the shadows of the mulberry tree and the Tsuge tree move, the moon has not yet sunk completely.

2, Spring water is blue in the sky, the painted boat listens to the rain and sleeps. From Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Barbarian", meaning: the clear blue water of the river in spring is even better than the blue of the sky, and you can listen to the sound of rain outside on the painted boat and fall asleep.

3, a pair of stone towers standing east and west, the boat rumor is Wuzhen. It is from "Wuzhen Wine House Song" by Qu You of Ming Dynasty, which means: seeing a pair of stone towers standing on the east and west sides, and listening to the boatman's rumor that it is Wuzhen.

4, the sound of the spring woke up the dream of the mountain people, a volume of broken books in the bamboo to see. From the Ming Dynasty Wen Zhengming's "Hengshan Tang Xiao Rong", meaning: the cheerful sound of the spring woke up my dream, so I picked up a broken volume of bamboo books to read.

5, the moon bright Wuzhen bridge night, dreaming still call up to see the mountains. From the Ming Dynasty Shi Jian's "Night in Wuzhen have wistful fellow travelers (two)", meaning: the night of Wuzhen, the bright moon hanging over the bridge, sleep, as if I was called up to appreciate the landscape scenery.

Spring is not old, the wind is fine willow oblique.

Try to go up to the transcendental platform to see, half trench spring water a city flower, smoke and rain dark thousands of homes. The wind is clear, and the rain is far away.

The wind has been drifting for a lifetime, and a hint of smoke and rain has been falling for a lifetime. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money.

The cold winter snow in the north of Serbia, the spring flowers in the south of the river. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Silk Jiangnan rain, drops of pear blossom tears Jun to Gusu see, people all pillow river. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The night of the bright moon is known far away, and thoughts of love are in the fishing songs. --This is Du Xunhe's "Sending Someone to Wu", the ancient town of small bridges and flowing water homes have Oh ...... look at the blurred ancient forests, the bay streams and harbors seem to be hard to find. The first frosts are on the dolomite flowers, and the moon has not yet fallen on the mulberry cudgel shade. I'm afraid to hear the anvil at the time of sending off my clothes, even though I'm in love with wine. The song of the mountain on the boat at night tells the story of returning home. --This is Song Boren's "Passing through Wuzhen at Night".