classical Chinese with about 1. 151 words

Travel Notes of the Beginning of the Western Hills Banquet Liu Zongyuan's original text: I am a murderer, living in a state, and I am always anxious.

if there is a gap, it will be a long journey. Instead of climbing mountains, entering deep forests and returning to streams in poverty; There are strange rocks in the deep springs, and there is no distance.

When you arrive, you will sit under the grass and get drunk. When you are drunk, you will lie on your pillow and dream. The meaning is extreme, and the dream is also interesting.

wake up and get up. I thought that all the mountains in the state have different States, and I have them, but I didn't know the strange features of the western hills.

on September 28th this year, I started to refer to the difference because I sat in Fahua West Pavilion and looked at the Western Hills. Then he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, where the edge of the stream was dyed, the hazel was wild, the grass was burning, and the poor mountain was high.

Climb up and climb, perch on a basket and roam, then the soil of several states will be under the mat. The trend of its competition, however, is bleak, if it is like a cave, the size is thousands of miles, and it is accumulated and accumulated, so it is impossible to hide; It's blue and dazzling, and it looks like the sky outside.

then I know that it is unique from the mountains, and it is not the same as Pei * (Tulou). It' s leisurely and suffocating, but it' s not enough; Swim with the creator without knowing what he is poor.

if you drink enough, you will be drunk, unaware of the day's entry, pale and dusk, and come from afar, until you see nothing, but you still don't want to return. The mind is condensed and released, and it is in harmony with all things.

then I know that I swam to it before it started, so I swam at the beginning, so I wrote for it. It's yuan and four years.

Liu Zongyuan's translation of Journey to the Western Hills Banquet: Since I became a disgraced person and lived in this state, I have always been in a state of panic. In that spare time, I walked slowly and traveled aimlessly. Every day, I went up the mountain with my colleagues and friends, went into the deep forest, and traveled through winding streams.

Wherever there are deep springs and strange rocks, no matter how far they are, there is no place you can't miss; As soon as I arrived, I opened the thatch and sat down, pouring out the wine in the pot to get drunk; When you are drunk, you sleep on each other's pillows. When you fall asleep, you dream, and wherever you think, you dream. Get up when you wake up and go home when you get up. I thought that all the mountains and rivers in this state had strange postures, which I owned and appreciated, but I never knew the strangeness and uniqueness of the Western Hills.

On September 28th this year, I sat in Fahua West Pavilion and looked at the Western Hills, so I began to point it out and praise its strangeness. So he ordered his servants to cross the Xiangjiang River, cut down overgrown vegetation and burn dense thatch along the dyed stream until they stopped at the height of the mountain.

Then, we climbed the mountain, sat down with our legs spread out and watched the scenery. We saw all the land in several states under our cushions. Their high and low situation: the peaks are towering and the valleys are sunken, some like small mounds and some like caves; Scenery thousands of miles away is close at hand, and all kinds of scenery gather and shrink together, and no one can escape or hide out of sight; The green hills and white waters are intertwined, and the scenery outside the field of vision is connected with the high sky, and it is the same to look around.

Then I know that this mountain stands tall, unlike the hill. The mind is interminably integrated with the atmosphere between heaven and earth, and no one knows their boundaries; Boundless, playing with nature, I don't know their end.

I picked up my glass and filled it with wine. I was so drunk that I didn't know the sun was setting. The dim evening comes from a distance. When I come, I can't see anything, but I don't want to go home yet.

the mind is frozen, the body is dissipated, and it is secretly integrated with everything. Then I realized that my previous tour could not be regarded as a tour, and the real tour only started this time.

So I wrote an article for this tour as an account. This year is Yuanhe four years. 2. 151 words of classical Chinese or ancient poetry

In the autumn of René n (xū), in July, Perilla and her guests went boating under the Red Cliff.

it's a cool breeze in Xu Lai, but the waves are quiet. Give wine (zhǔ) guests, recite poems of the bright moon, and sing gentle and graceful chapters.

shǎo (sh ǒ o) Yan, the moon rises above the East Mountain and lingers among the bulls. The milky fog runs across the surface of the river, and the clear water is connected to the sky.

as long as a reed is doing, it makes you feel at a loss. Vast as Feng (píng) virtual wind, and I don't know where it ends; Floating like a world of independence, feathering and becoming immortal.

So he was very happy to drink and sang. The song said, "Gui Gui (zhào) blows the blue oar, striking the sky and tracing the streamer.

I'm so misty, I look forward to the beauty. " The guest who plays the flute, leans on the song and makes peace (hè).

her voice is whining, like resentment, like weeping, like complaining, and the lingering sound is lingering. Dancing in the secluded valley, weeping in the lonely boat.

Su Zifen (qi m ���������������򟿥򟿥򟿥655333 The guest said, "There are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south." Is this not a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east.

The mountains and rivers are in harmony with each other (liáo), which is gloomy and gloomy. Is this not because Meng De was trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou, went down to Jiangling, and went downstream to the east, with a long distance (zhú) and a long distance (lú). The flag of Jing (jīng) was empty, the wine of Qi (shī) was near the river, and the poetry of Heng (shuò ī) was also the hero of the world. Kuang Wu and Zi Yuqiao (qiáo) are above Jiangzhu (ZH incarnation), and they are friends with fish and shrimp and elk (mí). Riding a boat with a leaf, you can raise a bottle to belong to each other.

it's a drop in the bucket to send ephemera (fú) and ephemera (yóu) to heaven and earth. Mourn for a moment of my life (yú) and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River.

you can travel with flying fairy, and you will end up with the bright moon. I can't understand it suddenly, and my legacy is heard in hentai.

su zi said, "do you know what the water and the moon are like? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; Those who are full of deficiency are like that, while those who die are not ebbing and flowing. Gai will look at it from its own changes, then heaven and earth can't be in a flash.

if you look at it from its unchangeable point of view, then things and I are endless, but what do you envy? And between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner. If it's not mine, it's a dime.

only the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains. The ear gets the sound, and the eye meets the color.

It is an inexhaustible treasure of the creator, and it is suitable for me and my son. " Guests smile with joy, and wash their lamps (zh m � n) more carefully (zhuó).

the dishes (yáo) are exhausted, and the cups and plates are messy (jí). Phase pillow by (jiè) on the boat, I don't know the east is white. 3. 111-word ancient poems

1. White-headed songs Li Baijin's water flows eastward and northwards, swinging in pairs of mandarin ducks. The male nests in the Han Palace tree, and the female plays Qin Caofang. I would rather die than break my wings. At this time, Gillian is jealous and sitting alone in Nagato, worrying about the sunset. I hope you care about my concubine deeply, and you don't care about gold to buy ci fu. As if you are endowed with gold, your husband is so new and disloyal. A fallen flower leaves a shame and leaves a forest. Rabbit silk is firm and heartless, and it falls with the wind. Who makes a girl pick up branches, and she comes to cling to them? Two grasses are still United, but people's hearts are not as good as grass. Mo Juan, a dragon, has a mat, and he has a net silk from him. And when he has an amber pillow, or when he has a dream, he will not be able to collect a full cup after being covered with water, and it is difficult to return after abandoning his concubine. 2. Give Wei Ba Chu Shi Du Fu it is almost as hard for friends to meet, as for the morning and evening stars tonight then is a rare event, * *. Before I could visit you again, when I went away, you were still unmarried, but now these boys and girls in a row, are very kind to their father's old friend, they ask me where I have been on my journey, and then, when we have talked awhile, they bring and show me wines and dishes, spring chives cut in the night-rain, the yellow beam in the new kitchen. The main point is that it is difficult to meet, and it is tiring for ten times at a time. Ten times is not drunk, and the feelings are deliberately long. Tomorrow is separated by mountains, and the world is two boundless. 4. Xuanzhou Xietiaolou bid farewell to the school uncle Li Bai, who left me, yesterday was not the day. Today has hurt my heart even more, the autumn wildgeese have a long wind for escort, as I face them from this villa, drinking my wine, the bones of great writers are your brushes, in the School of Heaven, and I am a Lesser Xie growing up by your side, we both are exalted to distant thought, want to go to the sky to embrace the bright moon. but since water still flows, though we cut it with our swords, raise a glass to drown your sorrows, and even more so. since the world can in no way answer our craving, in the Ming Dynasty, sent out boats. 5. It's difficult to travel. Three songs, Li Baiqi, a golden bottle, a bucket of sake, and a jade plate, are so ashamed that you can't eat. You can't draw your sword and look around. You want to cross the Yellow River ice jam. Journeying is hard Don't go astray! Whither today. I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea. Second, the way is broad like the blue sky, but no way out before my eye I am ashamed to follow those who have no guts, Red Chickens and Pheasants Gambling on Pears and Chestnuts, feng would go homeward way, having no fish to eat, zhou did not think to bow to noblemen was meet, general Han was mocked in the market-place, and officials of the Han Dynasty were jealous of Jia Sheng. Have you noticed that in the past, the Yan family was heavy on Guo Kun, and there was no doubt about the festival? The drama was grateful, and the liver was cut off, and the effect was excellent. The king of Zhao was white bones and creeping weeds, who was more anti-pornographic? The road is hard, I have to go back! Third, don't wash your ears on hearing something you dislike, nor die of hunger like famous hermits on the Pike! living without a fame among the motley crowd, why should one be as lofty as the moon or cloud?? Of ancient talents who failed to retire, there's none but came to tragic ending after glory's won the head of General Wu was hung o'er city gate, in the river was drowned the poet laureate the highly talented scholar wished in vain? Minister Li regretted not to have retired to preserve his life to hear the cry of the crane? To hunt with falcon gray as he had long desired? Have you noticed that Hans Zhang in Wuzhong called Da Sheng, to go home to eat his perch with high glee? enjoy a cup of wine while you're alive! and do not care if your fame will not survive!? 6, Li Baijun will not see how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven, entering the ocean, never to return, how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow, oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!, since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for fun requires a drink of 311 cups. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink wine, don't stop drinking. Sing a song with Jun, please listen for me. The bells and drums are not expensive enough, I hope you will never get drunk again. And only the great drinkers are famous for all time, prince Chen paid at a banquet in the Palace of Perfection, ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip, why say, my host, that your money is gone?, go and buy wine and we'll drink it together!, Wu Hua Ma, Qian Jin Qiu, hand them to the boy to exchange for good wine, all of whom share the eternal sorrow. 7. down Zhongnan Mountain to the Kind Pillow and Bowl of Husi, Li Bai, down the blue mountain in the evening, the mountains and the moon return with people, but they care about the path where they come, and they are green and green, and the green bamboos enter the secluded path. They rest with laughter and talk about wine. * Looking far away, there are numerous pine and cypress tombs. Rabbits enter from the dog's sinus, and pheasants fly from the beam. In the atrium, they travel to the valley, and in the well, they travel to the sunflower. When the valley is cooked, the sunflower is picked as a soup. When the soup rice is cooked for a while, I don't know who it will be. When I go out, I look east, and tears fall on my clothes. 9. Drinking horses in the Great Wall Cave, I can walk on the grass beside the Qingqing River in Han Yuefu, and I can't go all the way. The guest came from afar, leaving me with a pair of carp. Huer cooked carp, and there was a book in it. I knelt down and read it, but what happened in the book? I was born to you, but I was born to you, and I was old. You hate me for being born late, and I hate you for being born early. You are born to me, and I am old. I hate being born to you, and I am good to you every day. I am born to you, but I am old. I am far away from you, and you are separated from me. Farewell to your husband. It's thousands of miles away, each in a day's end. The road is blocked and long, and the meeting is safe. Humayi crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest in the north wind. The day of departure is far away, and the day of clothing has slowed down. The clouds cover the day, and the wanderers don't care about returning. Thinking of your husband is old, and the years are getting late. Don't give up donations, try to add meals. 12. Watching the sea and Cao Cao Jieshi in the east. If it comes out of it, if it comes out of it, if it comes out of it, it's lucky. Even so, the song is to chant ambition. 13. The duckweed of Cao Zhi sends clear water. It flows with the wind and flows east and west. It is a revenge for the gentleman. But it is diligent in the morning and night. It is especially guilty for no reason. It was blessed in the past. It is as happy as a harp. Why is it ruined today? If it is open to business and participation, cornus has its own fragrance. It is not as rich as it is. 4. what are the ancient poems with about 151 words

1. Short Songs Author: Cao Cao in the Eastern Han Dynasty 1. The whole poem is a song about wine, and life is geometric! Morning dew, for example, is much harder to go to Japan.

be generous and worry is unforgettable. How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang.

the green lady is leisurely in my heart. But for your sake, I have been thoughtfully so far.

yo yo Luming Literature, the apple of the wild. I have a batch of good guests, playing the lute and playing the lute.

when can it be as clear as the moon? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off. The more strange it is, the more useless it is.

talk openly? I miss the old grace. There are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south.

three turns around the tree, what branch can you rely on? The mountains are never too high, and the sea is never too deep. The duke of Zhou vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart.

2. Singing while drinking, life is short and the sun flies. It's like the morning dew is fleeting, and there are too many lost days! The songs on the table are passionate and generous, and melancholy fills the heart for a long time.

what can I do to relieve my depression? Only binge drinking can relieve you. Those students in blue collars, you make me miss you day and night.

it's just because of you that I've been chanting with deep sorrow ever since. In the sun, deer are chirping and eating leisurely on the green slope.

once the talented people from all over the world come to our house, I will play blowing sheng to entertain the guests. When can I pick up the bright moon hanging in the sky? My long-held worries and resentments suddenly gushed out and merged into a long river

Distant guests came to visit me one by one on the field path. Meet each other after a long separation, have a heart-to-heart talk and have a feast, and strive to tell the old friendship.

The moonlight is bright and the stars are sparse, and a group of nesting blackbirds fly south. Flying around the tree for three weeks without folding their wings, where can they live? The mountains do not hesitate to see the towering rocks, and the sea does not abandon the trickle to see the grandeur.

I would like to be as courteous to Corporal Xian as Duke Zhou, and I hope the heroes in the world will sincerely submit to me. Second, "Will Into the Wine" Author: Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty 1, the whole poem is missing, how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven, entering the ocean, never to return.

I don't see you, how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow. Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, and never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!.

since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite, and make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!.

master cen, Dan qiusheng, will drink, and don't stop drinking. Let me sing you a song!, please listen for me.

what are bell and drum, rare dishes and treasure?, I wish I'd stay drunk forever. Sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten, and only the great drinkers are famous for all time.

prince Chen paid at a banquet in the Palace of Perfection, ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip. Why say, my host, that your money is gone?, go and buy wine and we'll drink it together!.

five-flowered horse, thousand-golden-golden-qiu, and hand them to the boy to exchange for good wine, share the same sorrow with you. You can see that the Yellow River water flows down from the sky, and the waves roll straight to the East China Sea and never return.

You can see the gray hair in the mirror of Gaotang, with blue hair in the morning and snow at night. When you are proud of your life, you should enjoy yourself, and don't let the golden cup be empty to the bright moon.

Heaven has made me useful. Even if I have exhausted all my gold, I will get it again. Let's enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, and don't drink too many cups of it at once. Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng, drink quickly and don't stop.