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Sending Pei Yin to the West Seaside Post from Liu Yilang Original Text_Translation and Appreciation
Sailing with the wind of the sky, the water stage is not slow. The first thing that I did was to throw myself into the sand. The mountains lead back to the peaks, the horizontal knit Chushan broken. The "Garbage Punch" will meet in ten thousand ravines, and the "Zhentou" will be full of hundreds of rivers. The dragons and monsters dive into the darkness and rescue the drought when the time comes. I am looking forward to the thunderstorms, but I can't get rid of the dryness. The road to the sky is long for birds, and the springtime is short for people. I'm going to send you a message from the south of the river. --Tang Dynasty - Li Bai "flow night Lang to the Western Seaside Post to send Pei Yin flow night Lang to the Western Seaside Post to send Pei Yin sail by the wind of the sky, the water stage bitter not slow.

The first time I went to Xisai, I had already thrown myself into the company of the sand.

The mountain ranges lead to the peaks, and the mountains of Chu are broken.

"Ping Ping" is the name given to the "10,000 ravines", and "100 rivers" are full of water.

The dragons and monsters dive into the dark waves and rescue the drought in time.

I am looking forward to the thunderstorms, but I am not sure if I will be able to get rid of them.

The road to the sky is long, and the springtime is short.

The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey to the south of the country.

Translation

The boat sailing on the winds of the sky, it is better to arrive at the next water station slowly, and to delay as much as possible.

The day had just dawned when I arrived at Mount Xisai, ahead of my fellow exiles.

The two sides of the peaks back to the mountains, the Chu mountain horizontal knit broken.

The water is hitting ten thousand deep ravines, sounding like thunder, hundreds of rivers are surging, waves in the sky.

The dragon lurks in the dingbo, waiting for the time to save the drought.

We have been waiting for the thunder and rain to fall, so that we can moisturize our parched hearts.

The birds are complaining about the long way to the sky, and I am worried about the short time of spring.

I'm going to imitate Qu Yuan's "Zebian Yin" and send it to you with a soundtrack of Jiangnan winds and strings to see if it's good enough to be sung.

Li Bai (701 - 762), the word Taibai, the name of the Green Lotus Dweller, the Tang Dynasty romantic poet, known as the "Poetry Immortal". Li Bai's ancestral home was Chengji, Longxi (to be examined), and he was born in the city of Shiba in the western region, and then moved with his father to Mianzhou, Jiannan Road, at the age of four. Li Bai wrote more than 1,000 poems, including the Li Taibai Collection, and died in 762 at the age of 61. His tomb is in present-day Dangtu, Anhui Province, and there are memorial centers in Jiangyou, Sichuan Province and Anlu, Hubei Province.

Li Bai

The white herons fly by the Xisai Mountains, and the sails outside the Scattered Flowers Continent. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a river, and I was in the middle of a river. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get a good look at this. The wind and rain do not have to return. --Song Dynasty - Su Shi, "Raccoon River Sand - The Fisherman"

Raccoon River Sand - The Fisherman

The egrets flew by the Xisai Mountain, and the sails were small outside of the Chouhuazhou Continent. The Peach Blossom and Flowing Water of Mandarin Fish.

I've been harboring a green Ruo hat, and I've been following the green Demoiselle raincoat everywhere. The wind and rain do not need to return. The most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to write about the landscape, the countryside, the people, and the love of nature and the creatures without words but with feelings, and every time the cold is over, the spring is born. Thousands of red and purple arrangements, just waiting for the first sound of new thunder.

New Thunder

Qing Dynasty: Zhang Weiping

Praise, nature spring wild temple divided into clear trees, mountain pavilion over the evening sun. The spring is deep and no guests arrive, all the way to fall pine flowers.