Please write three ancient poems and translate them.

Okay, here's the ancient poem I translated for you:

Original: Thoughtful".

Southern Dynasty Yuefu.

Wen Jun chooses a woman, I have intentions today.

May you know the Tao and return from the king.

The female companions have their own wishes. Laugh slowly.

The woman may have injured herself, and the lover has not returned.

Vernacular Translation: Hearing the news of your choice of wife, I now intend to be your wife. Hopefully I can get a chance to follow you home. My female companions told me that they also have their own wishes. Some women feel sad for themselves because their husbands have not returned.

Sip a few glasses of wine and drink together in front of your eyes. Warm nephrite hugs by the lamplight. She looked back and smiled, and she was full of admiration, always with infinite feelings. It's very enjoyable. She gently pushed the lover away. Gradually, her voice was heard thin, and her face was ruddy.

Joy is like a tidal wave. This crazy feeling is very moving, arms, hugging, red lips, clapping each other, lilac tongue, trembling.

1. The original poem of "Autumn Dusk in the Mountain House":

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.

Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.

The rhyme is translated as follows: After a new rain in the open mountains, the weather is exceptionally cool in the autumn evening.

The moon shines on the ground through the pine branches, and the clear spring water flows through the cracks in the stones.

The noise of the bamboo forest is the washerwoman who is going home, and there is a fishing boat rocking oars under the lotus leaf shaking.

Leaving its spring bloom long past its expiration date, the autumn colors are enough for the hermit to enjoy.

2. The original poem of "Fengqiao Night Park":

The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship.

The rhyme is translated as follows: the moon sets, the crows cry, the frost and the wind are cold, and the lights of the maple fishing boats by the river sleep with sorrow.

In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside the city of Gusu, the sound of the half-slippery rolling beam ringing the bell at night was transmitted to the passenger ship.

3, the original poem of "Sauvignon Blanc Mountain":

A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.

The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden.

The rhyme is translated as follows: After a journey through the mountains, and a journey through the water, I have been moving towards the border pass, and the lights in the thousands of tents are bright in the middle of the night.

The snowflakes of the third watch are fluttering, the north wind is tight on the fifth watch, the wind and snow shatter the dream of homesickness, and there is never such a cold wind howling in my hometown.

Supplementary explanation: Cheng: a measure word for distance.

In ancient times, there were pavilions on the side of the road, five miles were short pavilions, ten miles were long pavilions, and between the two long pavilions was "one journey". In the poem, "a trip to the mountains, a trip to the water" is not what it actually means, but the meaning of "mountains and rivers are a journey and a journey". Rhetorically it is called "intertextuality".

Change: The ancient unit of time for night, a night is divided into five shifts of about two hours. In the poem, "the wind is changing, the snow is changing" is not the actual reference, but the meaning of "every change in the night is either windy or snowy". It's also rhetorical.

"Moonlit Night" - Tang Liu Fangping.

The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.

Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.

Moonlit Night" - Song Lu You.

The moon is full of bed when you wake up at the first time, and the jade pot is not cold.

The wind suddenly sent lotus incense, and a leaf floated to remember his hometown.

Moonlit Night" - Song Wen Tianxiang.

When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, the clouds are opened, and the broken bridge conjures up the jade tower.

In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, suspected to be Poxian Chibi.

Fortune operator Yongmei ***.

The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring. It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches. Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring. When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes.

Bu operator, Yongmei, Lu You.

Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy. has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only by the fragrance as before.

Bu operator Yongmei Anonymous The snow falls and washes clearly, and the rhyme is difficult to keep. It's already spring, and everything is gone, and the soul is gone. I have no intention of falling in love with the red dust, and I will spit out the fragrance. Just wait for the flowers to bloom and smile, and return to dust with the snow.

Yueyang Building August book empty goose word couplet, Yueyang Tower overlooking the Qingchuan.

The sound of the water Xuan Emperor Jun Tianle, the mountain Jade Emperor incense case smoke.

The big ship came to the outside of the island in the wind, and the lonely clouds set on the side of the sunset.

There is no such landing in the southeast, and I am sent to be immortal.

Yueyang Tower leans on the building and looks at the extreme, thinking about the future.

The late leaves are red and remnant, and the autumn river is blue into Wu.

The geese are in a hurry in the clouds, and the sails are lonely at the end of the day.

Bright moon who is with me, you God all.

Yueyang Lou after the first worry full of view, the building now has to rely on the railing.

The nine waters of Tutun are broad, and the realm of the cashier is wide.

The music of the Yellow Emperor is noisy and deserted, and the shadow of Xiangjun is soaked in the clear sky.

Jiangshan He Duzhu Zhang said, clean up Qinghui and put pen to paper.

Be sure to top it!! oy！！Superman B!!

Quatrain (Li Qingzhao).

Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost.

So far, I think of Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

Quatrain" Du Fu Jiang Bi Bird is more than white, and the mountain blue flowers are about to burn.

This spring has passed again, when is the return year?

Two quatrains (one of them).

Du Fu The late days are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.

The mud melts and flies the swallows, and the sand warms the mandarin ducks.

Quatrain TangDu fu.

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship.

"Moonlit Night" - Tang Liu Fangping.

The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.

Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.

Moonlit Night" - Song Lu You.

The moon is full of bed when you wake up at the first time, and the jade pot is not cold.

The wind suddenly sent lotus incense, and a leaf floated to remember his hometown.

Moonlit Night" - Song Wen Tianxiang.

When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, the clouds are opened, and the broken bridge conjures up the jade tower.

In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, suspected to be Poxian Chibi.

Fortune operator Yongmei ***.

The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring. It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches. Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring. When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes.

Bu operator, Yongmei, Lu You.

Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy. has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only by the fragrance as before.

Bu operator Yongmei Anonymous The snow falls and washes clearly, and the rhyme is difficult to keep. It's already spring, and everything is gone, and the soul is gone. I have no intention of falling in love with the red dust, and I will spit out the fragrance. Just wait for the flowers to bloom and smile, and return to dust with the snow.

Yueyang Building August book empty goose word couplet, Yueyang Tower overlooking the Qingchuan.

The sound of the water Xuan Emperor Jun Tianle, the mountain Jade Emperor incense case smoke.

The big ship came to the outside of the island in the wind, and the lonely clouds set on the side of the sunset.

There is no such landing in the southeast, and I am sent to be immortal.

Yueyang Tower leans on the building and looks at the extreme, thinking about the future.

The late leaves are red and remnant, and the autumn river is blue into Wu.

The geese are in a hurry in the clouds, and the sails are lonely at the end of the day.

Bright moon who is with me, you God all.

Yueyang Lou after the first worry full of view, the building now has to rely on the railing.

The nine waters of Tutun are broad, and the realm of the cashier is wide.

The music of the Yellow Emperor is noisy and deserted, and the shadow of Xiangjun is soaked in the clear sky.

Jiangshan He Duzhu Zhang said, clean up Qinghui and put pen to paper.

Be sure to top it!! oy！！Superman B!!

The poem of the same name "Moonlit Night" - Tang Liu Fangping.

The darker moonlight is half a family, and the Beidou is dry and the Nandou is oblique.

Tonight, I know that the spring is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green curtain.

Moonlit Night" - Song Lu You.

The moon is full of bed when you wake up at the first time, and the jade pot is not cold.

The wind suddenly sent lotus incense, and a leaf floated to remember his hometown.

Moonlit Night" - Song Wen Tianxiang.

When the moon arrives in the middle of the sky, the clouds are opened, and the broken bridge conjures up the jade tower.

In the middle of the night, a crane swept the boat, suspected to be Poxian Chibi.

Fortune operator Yongmei ***.

The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring. It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches. Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring. When the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes.

Bu operator, Yongmei, Lu You.

Outside the post on the side of the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy. has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only by the fragrance as before.

Bu operator Yongmei Anonymous The snow falls and washes clearly, and the rhyme is difficult to keep. It's already spring, and everything is gone, and the soul is gone. I have no intention of falling in love with the red dust, and I will spit out the fragrance. Just wait for the flowers to bloom and smile, and return to dust with the snow.

Yueyang Building August book empty goose word couplet, Yueyang Tower overlooking the Qingchuan.

The sound of the water Xuan Emperor Jun Tianle, the mountain Jade Emperor incense case smoke.

The big ship came to the outside of the island in the wind, and the lonely clouds set on the side of the sunset.

There is no such landing in the southeast, and I am sent to be immortal.

Yueyang Tower leans on the building and looks at the extreme, thinking about the future.

The late leaves are red and remnant, and the autumn river is blue into Wu.

The geese are in a hurry in the clouds, and the sails are lonely at the end of the day.

Bright moon who is with me, you God all.

Yueyang Lou after the first worry full of view, the building now has to rely on the railing.

The nine waters of Tutun are broad, and the realm of the cashier is wide.

The music of the Yellow Emperor is noisy and deserted, and the shadow of Xiangjun is soaked in the clear sky.

Jiangshan He Duzhu Zhang said, clean up Qinghui and put pen to paper.

1. The gain and loss of fame depends on timing and fate, just like the wonderful voice of the warbler and the dance of the butterfly, all of which are abilities given by God.

2, Dream Bird Hengli is like an incarnation of a fluttering butterfly, and he is relaxed. People are old, but their ideals are not realized. Simply retreat to the countryside, laugh at the world's heroes, I love the sandy road by the lake, there is no muddy feet.

The third sentence does not need to repeat the first floor.

The annotation behind your question has actually translated this poem very well, the appreciation of ancient poems, what you want is to convey the rhyme, point to the end, it seems to be broken, just like a classical beauty, if you pick up a clean light, it will spoil the scenery. The poems written by Bai Juyi are basically the most accessible and easy to understand, and this poem is a social poem, nothing particularly obscure. If the subject has to explain more straightforwardly, then the following is like this, if you deliberately want to turn it word by word, I am very disgusted.

The name of the little girl of the Su family is Jianjian, with hibiscus gills and willow eyes.

It's the appearance that I said. Su Jianjian, white and red-faced, bent eyes and eleven mirrors to learn makeup, twelve needles can embroider.

The thirteen lines sit on the matter, and refuse to hide in vain.

It's the ability to talk about it, to be able to dress up, to be able to tailor, to be good at musical instruments, to be sensible, and to catch up with the four virtues.

The delicate cloud bun is full of patterns, and the wind sleeves are fragrant with roses.

The strange posture is incomprehensible, and it turns like light.

It's the demeanor that is said. If the light comes out, it's just fairy.

In February, the frost killed the peach and plum, and he wanted to marry next year and die this year.

It's the luck of the road. February should have been a spring breeze scissors, but the result was a cold spring, the flower of youth, before it opened, the mother of the Zhangzhang should not be sad, this woman is not a husband and wife.

I am afraid that it is a heavenly immortal, and it is only thirteen years old in the world.

It is said to be comforting. Let's look at it, your daughter is not a mortal who can marry, I am afraid that she is a heavenly immortal and only lived thirteen.

Most of the good things are not firm, and the colored clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.

It is the truth of the saying, continue to comfort. This is that good people do not live long, and good things do not last long, just like colorful clouds are easy to disperse and glass is easy to break.

The youngest daughter of the Su family is named Jian Jian, her appearance is as beautiful as a hibiscus out of water, and her phoenix eyes are as narrow as willow leaves.

At the age of eleven, he learned to make up in front of the mirror, and at the age of twelve, he was able to make needlework.

At the age of thirteen, he made silk and bamboo products, and was unwilling to worship Jizo Bodhisattva.

Her hair was chic and chic as if she were blooming in a dark cloud, and her sleeves fluttered with the scent of roses.

Her beauty is elusive and cannot be described in poetry, and her smile is radiant.

But the world is unpredictable, just like the peach and plum blooming in February but being tortured and withered by wind and frost, she is about to get married next year, but she died this year.

Her parents, please don't be sad, she is not a mortal woman.

I'm afraid that the heavenly immortal Shu was relegated to the mortal world and could only stay in the world for thirteen years.

It seems that the good things of time are always not solid, just like the colorful wen in the sky will always dissipate, and the glass will be broken.