1, "Wing Crab Presented to Zhexi Engaged"

Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu

Not yet swim in the sea sea is known early, there are bones are still born from the flesh.

Do not say that you are not afraid of thunder and lightning, but even at the King of the Sea Dragon, you are on the rampage.

Translation

Before I had traveled the ocean, I knew the fame of the crab, which has bones growing from its flesh, and its looks are peculiar.

Don't say that it has no heart, where it is afraid of any thunder and lightning, and where the great sea dragon king is rampant.

2, "nine days of the water pavilion"

Song Dynasty: Han Qi

Pool Hall Seno destroyed the ancient pavilion barren, this extension of the guests will be the sun.

While I am ashamed that the old garden is pale in autumn, I will see the yellow flowers in the evening.

The flavor of wine is already more than ripe, and the crab's cheeks are not in need of frost.

It's hard to be strong when you've been drinking for years, but it's hard to be strong when you've been chanting.

Translation

The hall by the pool has collapsed, the ancient pavilion is desolate, I am here to receive the guests, *** with this wonderful Chongyang.

While ashamed that the ancient garden is sparsely colored in autumn, just like my aging face, please take a look at the temperament of the late years, just as the blooming yellow chrysanthemums spread their fragrance.

Freshly brewed wine is very ripe, mellow and fragrant in flavor.

The crabs have long since grown fat and tender, and there is no need to wait for the cold frosts of autumn.

In recent years, the spirit of drinking has declined, and it is difficult to force it, but only the talent for reciting poetry is still very much alive.

3. Four Songs of Drinking Alone Under the Moon

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Resigning from the corn lying in Shouyang, repeatedly empty hungry Yan Hui.

The current generation is not happy to drink, and the false name is not useful.

The crab's cheek is the golden liquid, the bad hill is Penglai.

And we must drink fine wine, and ride the moon to get drunk on the high platform.

Translation

Resigning from the corn can only be secluded in Shouyang Mountain, and without wine and food Yan Hui suffers from hunger.

What is the use of false fame when contemporary people are not happy to drink wine?

The crab's cheeks are the golden liquid of immortal medicine, and the dregs of the hill are the immortal mountain of Penglai.

Let's drink some wine first, and get drunk on the high platform by the moonlight.

4, "Wing Crab"

Tang Dynasty: Li Zhenbai

Cicada eyes turtle-shaped feet like a spider, has not been positive to people tend.

Today, the crab is displayed on the plate feast, and has to be like the jianghu to go without.

Translation

Eyes like a turtle, feet like a spider.

Can't meet people head on.

Now on a plate, like in a jungle.

5. "Qitian Music - Green Barrens Withering on Taicheng Road"

Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan

Green barrens withering on Taicheng Road, Shuxiang meets the evening of autumn again.

The evening rain is chilly, and the grasshoppers are urging to weave, and the deep pavilion hears the cutting.

The cloud window is still covered.

They are the most important thing that you can do to make your life easier.

You still have a sack of sackcloth, and the fireflies shine on your books at night.

The Jingjiang River is the longest place to stay, and there is no limit to the number of times I can see my old friend.

The wind is blowing in the west of the Wei Shui River, and the leaves of Chang'an are in disarray, so I remember my poetic feelings.

It's the first time I've ever seen you in a car, and it's the first time I've ever seen you in a car.

Drunkenness of the mountain, but worried about the convergence of the oblique light.

Autumn scenery is depressed, the guests of the autumn heart sparse, just as the weeds withered and exhausted to the extreme Taicheng.

Being in a foreign country and in the late fall in the heart of the sadness of sadness, adding to the sadness.

The evening rain gave rise to a chill, and the sound of crickets seemed to persuade people to weave, intermittently hearing the sound of women in the boudoir being rushed to make cold clothes.

The summer has gone and the coolness has come, removing the flowery woven mats and laying down the bamboo mats with floral patterns.

Even though the summer used to have been collected, estranged, but also left when the night gathering firefly illuminate my reading sackcloth.

Rehearsed sackcloth is a kind of thin cloth.

The longer I stayed in Jingjiang, the more time I had to spend with my old friends, the more I had to think about my parting, the more I missed my old friends in Bianjing, the more my mood and interest changed, and the more I climbed up to the high place, the more I had to get drunk, and the more I could get rid of my sorrows with a drink.

Training Luolu wine bamboo ware, the crab on the feast to drink wine.

Suddenly saw the sun sinking in the west, even though drunk, but still no way to escape the worry.