Yulin Bell Original Text, Yulin Bell Original Text and Translation

Yulin bell. Liu yong.

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight?

The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?

Translation: The Autumn Queen's Zhizhi screamed so desolate and sad, facing the pavilion, it was evening, and a torrential rain had just stopped. Drinking wine in the tent outside the gate of Bianjing City, without a good mood, when he was reluctant to cling to it, the people on the boat were urging him to set off.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears were full of tears, until the end they were speechless, and a thousand words choked in their throats and could not speak. Thinking of going back to the south this time, one journey after another, thousands of miles away, a wave of smoke, and the foggy Chudi sky at night was boundless.

Since ancient times, the saddest thing for amorous people is parting, not to mention this cold and bleak autumn, how can this parting be endured! Who knows where I am when I wake up tonight? I'm afraid there is only the willow shore, the bleak morning breeze and the waning moon of dawn.

I expected that even if I encountered good weather and good scenery, it would be like a fiction. Even if you are full of affection, who will you talk to?

Yulin bell chilling cicada poignant.

Author] Liu Yong [Dynasty] Song.

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break.

The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!

Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

This past year should be a good day and a good time.

Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?

Translation: The cicadas after autumn are so desolate and rapid, facing the long pavilion, a gust of rain has just stopped. I set up a tent outside Kyoto Castle, but I didn't have the mood to drink, and when I was reluctant to give up, the people on the boat were already urging me to leave.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears were full of tears, and a thousand words were choked in their throats.

This journey after journey, thousands of miles away, a wave of smoke, that night foggy Chudi sky is boundless. Since ancient times, the saddest thing for amorous people is parting, not to mention that it is this bleak and cold autumn, how can this sorrow be endured! Who knows where I am when I wake up tonight?

I'm afraid that there is only the willow shore, facing the bleak morning breeze and the waning moon of dawn.

I expected that even if I encountered good weather and good scenery, it would be like a fiction. Even if you have a full stomach of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

Yulinling is a word brand name, and there are many people who have written the word of this word brand, and the most famous one is written by Liu Yong.

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.

Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight?

The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?

Hello dear, happy to answer for you.

Liu Yong's "Lin Ling" delicately depicts the scene of parting and expresses the feelings of parting;

Liu Yong's "Lin Ling" original

Lin Ling chilling cicada poignant.

Liu yong. The chilling cicada is poignant, and the long pavilion is late, and it suddenly breaks at the beginning. The capital tent drinks, nostalgia, and Lan urges.

He looked at the tears in his eyes, and his words were choked. Thinking of going, a thousand smoke waves, the twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Amorous ancient wound parting, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!

Where do you wake up tonight? Willow bank, the wind is remnant. This past year should be a good time.

Even though there are thousands of styles, what can I say?

Lin Ling" annotation.

Long Pavilion: In ancient times, a long pavilion was built every other time on the side of the traffic artery for rest, called "Long Pavilion". The long pavilion close to the city is often the place of ancient farewell.

Poignant: Bleak and urgent.

Sudden: A fierce formation.

Metropolis: The gate of the national capital. This refers to Bianjing (present-day Kaifeng, Henan), the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Tent drinking: Set up tents in the suburbs.

Xu: There are no emotions.

Orchid: Ancient legend Lu Ban once carved the orchid tree (Liang Renfang of the Southern Dynasty "Narrative of Differences"). This is a good name for the ship.

Choking: choking in the throat and wanting to speak.

Go: Repeat the word "go", the table is far away.

Twilight: Evening clouds.

Shen Shen: That is, "Shenshen", a deep look.

Chutian: A Guide to the Sky of Chudi.

Twilight Shen Shen (Shen Shen) Chu Tiankuo: The evening clouds and mist shrouded the southern sky, deep and wide, and there was no end in sight.

Tonight: Tonight.

Age: Year after year.

Vertical: Even if. Style: affection. Men are in love, affectionate and sweet. Love: As "flow".

More: "Wait".

The cicadas after autumn are crying so desolate and hurried, facing the long pavilion, it is evening, and the rush has just stopped. I set up a tent outside Kyoto City, but I didn't have a drink, and when I was reluctant to give up, the boat was already urging me to leave. Holding and looking at each other, tears were full of tears, until at last they were also opposed, and thousands of words could not be choked in their throats.

Thinking of this trip to the south, this journey, thousands of miles, smoke waves, and the foggy night of Chudi sky is actually as far as the eye can see.

The most sad thing about the amorous in ancient times is parting, not to mention that in this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting sorrow be endured! Who knows where I am when I wake up tonight? I'm afraid it's only the willow shore, to the poignant'The remnants of the morning wind and the dawn.

After many years of parting, and the people who love each other are not there, I expect that even if I encounter good weather and good scenery, it is like a fiction. Even if you are full of affection, who can you admire with you?