The original text and translation of the lake pavilion to see the snow. Hurry up.

Lake Center Pavilion to see the snow original text:

In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, he lived in West Lake. After three days of heavy snowfall, the lake was full of people and birds. The day is more fixed, Yu took a small boat, hugged the stove fire, and went to the lake pavilion alone to see the snow.

The rime is thick, the sky and the clouds and the mountains and the water, up and down are white. The shadow on the lake, only a trace of the causeway, a little pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with the rest of the boat, and two or three people in the boat.

On the pavilion, there are two people sitting opposite each other on the carpet, and a boy is making shochu.

The furnace is boiling. Seeing Yu Daxi, he said: "There is more such a person in the lake!" "Pull the rest to drink together. Yu Qiang drank three white and parted. When asked his surname, it was Jinling.

People, guests. and got off the boat, Zhouzi muttered: "Don't say that you are stupid, but you are even more stupid." ”

Lake Pavilion Watching Snow Translation:

In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed heavily for several days, and there were no people in the lake, and even the sound of birds disappeared. At the beginning of the day, I went to the lake pavilion alone to watch the snow with a small boat, wrapped in a fine fur coat, and surrounded by a stove.

The ice flowers on the lake are diffuse, and the sky and the clouds, the mountains and the water, are all one, and the white is boundless. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of a long causeway, the outline of a pavilion in the middle of the lake, and my small boat, two or three figures in the boat.

When I arrived at the pavilion in the middle of the lake, I saw two people laying out felt, sitting opposite each other, and a boy was boiling the wine in the wine stove. When they saw me, they were very happy and said, "I can't imagine that there will be such a leisurely person in the lake!"

So he took me to drink with him. I drank three glasses of wine as best I could, and then said goodbye to them. When I asked them for their surnames, I learned that they were from Jinling and lived here.

When it was time to get off the boat, the boatman muttered, "Don't say that you are stupid, there are people who are as stupid as you!" ”

"Watching the Snow in the Lake Pavilion".

It is Zhang Dai's "Dream Memories of Tao'an".

One of the narrative essays, written after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, is a sketch created by the author who integrates his nostalgia for the past of his homeland into the landscape with light strokes.

This article uses fresh and elegant pen and ink to depict the quiet and pure scene of the West Lake after the snow, showing the elegance of the lakers and the author's interest, and at the same time implicitly expressing the author's nostalgia for his homeland (Ming Dynasty). Reading it, it feels like it's not an article at all, but purely a loner.

The feeling of the lonely person, the sense of the lonely person and the heaven and the earth, because the author puts a lot of things in his heart out of words, and uses spaciousness and tranquility to create an almost pure artistic conception.

Original text: The winter is bitterly cold, and the leaves are all off. Overcast clouds filled the sky.

Thousands of crows flock and return to the forest at dusk. In the middle of the night, the north wind rises and the snow flies. In the early morning, climb the building and look into the distance, the mountains and forests and houses, a white and unscrupulous, suddenly a silver world, a real wonder.

What it means: In winter, the weather is cold, and the leaves of the trees are gone. The thick clouds covered the sky, and it was gloomy and gloomy.

Hundreds of crows flew in flocks, and before evening, they had returned to the woods early. In the middle of the night, the north wind blew and snow fell one after another. When I got up in the morning, I climbed the tall building and looked at the mountains, woods, and houses, all of which were white, and the socks suddenly became a silver-white world, which was really a beautiful scene.

In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, he lived in West Lake. After three days of heavy snowfall, the lake was full of people and birds. The day is more fixed, Yu took a small boat, hugged the stove, and went to the lake pavilion alone to see the snow.

The rime is thick, the sky and the clouds and the mountains and the water are disturbed and grinding, and the top and bottom are white. The shadow on the lake, only a trace of the causeway, a little pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with the rest of the boat, and two or three people in the boat.

On the pavilion, there are two people sitting opposite each other on the carpet, and a boy shochu stove is boiling. Seeing Yu Daxi, he said: "There is more such a person in the lake!"

"Pull the rest to drink together. Yu Qiang drank three white and said goodbye, and asked his surname, he was from Jinling, and he was here. And disembarking, Zhouzi muttered:

Don't say that you are stupid, but you are even more stupid! ”

In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, I lived in West Lake. It snowed heavily for three days in a row, and the sounds of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. After the first shift of the day (about eight o'clock), I went alone to the Lake Pavilion to enjoy the snow with a small boat, a fine fur coat, and a stove.

The ice flowers were diffuse, the sky and the clouds, the mountains and the water, all white. The shadow on the lake in the middle of the lake is only a (faint) trace of a long causeway, a little outline of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and my small boat, two or three people in the boat. When they arrived at the pavilion in the center of the lake, there were two people sitting opposite each other on felt mats, and a little scholar was making wine, and the wine in the wine stove was boiling.

When the two men saw me, they were very surprised and said, "I didn't expect to meet such a person as you in the shelter of the lake." And he took me to drink.

I drank three glasses and said goodbye. When I asked them for their surnames, I learned that they were from Jinling and lived here. When it was time to disembark, the boatman muttered to himself:

Don't say that you are stupid, there are people who are even more stupid than you! ”