The poem or word that appears Sauvignon Blanc, what is the original text of the Sauvignon Blanc poem

Zuo Gongliu. How many lives after the storm?

How much generosity is no longer there?

How many feats a dream?

How much is a glass of wine?

Now I have made a thousand wishes and sprinkled them on the long river of thousands of willows.

I don't want to love each other with you, but I want to stay with you.

Things are people, not everything.

Tears flow first.

Ask how sad you can be.

It is like a river flowing eastward.

Li Qingzhao.

Sauvignon Blanc" Bai Juyi.

Bianshui flows, Surabaya flows, and flows to Guazhou Gudutou. Wu Shan was a little worried.

Thinking about it, hating it, hating it until it is time to return. The bright moon people lean on the building.

Original: Sauvignon Blanc.

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.

Translation: After trekking through mountains and rivers, the soldiers marched non-stop towards Shanhaiguan, and it was already late at night, and thousands of tents were lit with lights. The wind outside is constant, the snowflakes can't stop, disturbing the homesick soldiers can't sleep, in my warm and quiet hometown, there is no such cold wind howling, snowflakes dancing noisy sound.

Sauvignon Blanc is a poem written by the Qing Dynasty lyricist Nalan Xingde in the twenty-first year of Kangxi (1682). The lyrics depict the trekking and the stationing on the way, mixed with a lot of helplessness; The next film narrates the wind and snow at night, which shatters the hometown dream and makes me feel melancholy. The whole word describes the soldiers' longing for their hometown when they are away, and expresses the long mood of deep feelings.

The language is simple and meaningful, and the framing is grand and contrasting.

Sauvignon Blanc Mountain Journey" Qing Nalan Sexuality.

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 more, the snow is more, and the rough shooting imitates the dream of breaking the hometown, and there is no sound in the old garden.

shān yì chénɡ，shuǐ yì chénɡ，shēn xiànɡ yú ɡuān nà pàn xínɡ。yè shēn qiān zhànɡ dēnɡ。fēnɡ yì ɡnɡ，xuě yì ɡnɡ ，uō suì xiānɡ xīn mènɡ bù chénɡ，ɡyuán wú cǐshēnɡ。

Nahesan Ran.

Nalan Xingde (January 19, 1655 - July 1, 1685), Yehenala clan, the word Rongruo, the name Lengjiashan people, Manchuria Zhenghuangqi people, the early years of the Qing Dynasty, the original name Nalan Chengde, once changed his name to Nalan Xingde because of the avoidance of the prince Baocheng. The eldest son of the university scholar Mingzhu, his mother is the fifth daughter of Prince Azig of England, Aixinjue Luo.

Nalan Xingde has been reading poetry and books since he was a child, cultivating both literature and martial arts, and entered the national prison at the age of seventeen, and was appreciated by Xu Yuanwen, a sacrificial wine. At the age of eighteen, he was promoted to the rank of man and became a tribute the following year. In the twelfth year of Kangxi (1673), he missed the palace examination due to illness.

In the fifteenth year of Kangxi (1676), he made up the palace examination, ranked second and seventh in the examination, and was born as a jinshi. Nalan Xingde once worshipped Xu Qianxue as a teacher. In two years, he presided over the compilation of a compilation of Confucianism, "Tongzhitang Sutra Commentary", which was deeply appreciated by the Kangxi Emperor, and laid the foundation for future development.

Nalan Xingde died suddenly on May 30 (July 1, 1685) in the twenty-fourth year of Kangxi (1685) at the age of thirty. Nalan Xingde's words win with "true", the writing scene is realistic and expressive, and the style of words is "clear and graceful, sad and stubborn, high and far-reaching, and unique". He is the author of "Tongzhitang Collection", "Side Hat Collection", "Drinking Water Words" and so on.

Sauvignon Blanc poems.

Sauvignon Blanc Mountain.

Author] Nalan Xingde [Dynasty] Qing.

Translation comparison. 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.

Translations Notes.

Over the mountains and mountains, board the boat and wade through the water, non-stop towards the Shanhaiguan. At night, the socks are rushing, and the lights in the camp tent are brilliant and magnificent. The wind was blowing outside, and it was snowing, which woke up the soldiers who were sleeping in Lu Zheng's dream, and aroused their longing for their hometown, which had no such sound.

There are many ancient poems of Sauvignon Blanc (to name three).

Sauvignon Blanc Mountain.

Nalan Xingde Qing Dynasty

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 interpreters marched towards Shanhaiguan non-stop. It was late at night, and thousands of tents were lit with lights.

The wind outside the tent was constant, the snowflakes couldn't stop, and the noisy sound shattered the dream of homesickness, thinking that there was no such sound in my hometown thousands of miles away.

Sauvignon Blanc one.

Sauvignon Blanc may refer to Sauvignon Blanc Part I

Li Bai Tang Dynasty

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.

Luo Wei and autumn cry Jinjing, the slight frost is bleak and cold.

The lonely lamp was overwhelmed, and he rolled up his curtains and sighed at the moon sky.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds!

There is a long sky above the green and dark, and there are waves of water below. (Long Heaven One Works: High Heaven).

The sky is long, the soul is far away, and the dream soul is difficult to pass the mountain.

Sauvignon Blanc, heartbreaking!

Translator day and night I miss ah, the person I miss is in Chang'an.

In the autumn night, the weaver cried in the well railing, and the slight frost soaked the bamboo mat and was extraordinarily cold.

At night, I think of her soul is broken, and the lonely lamp accompanies me dim; Roll up the curtains and look at the bright moon, sighing at the moon in vain.

Like a flower and a jade beauty, as if separated by clouds!

There is a long sky above, and there is a thin sky below, and there is clear water rolling up thousands of waves.

How arduous it is to trek day and night, it is difficult for the dream soul to fly over this heavy mountain.

Day and night, I miss ah, lovesickness breaks the liver and sausage!

Sauvignon Blanc, a heavy mountain

Li Yu Five Generations

One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoke and water are cold, and the acacia maple leaf is dan.

Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums remain. The goose flew high and the people did not return, and the curtain was idle.

Translation over and over again, over and over again, on top of each other. The mountains are far away, the clouds and water are cold and cold, but my thoughts are like the maple leaves like flames.

The chrysanthemums bloom and fall, and the seasons alternate. The geese in the north of the country are flapping their wings and flying south in the sky, but the person who misses them has not yet returned. Only the wind and moon outside the curtain are thoughtless and worry-free.

"Sauvignon Blanc: A Journey to the Mountain" is a work by the Qing Dynasty lyricist Nalan Xingde. Translation:

The soldiers tirelessly trekked through mountains and rivers and marched non-stop towards Shanhaiguan. It was late at night, and thousands of tents were lit with lights.

The wind and snow were blowing outside, waking up the soldiers in their sleep, and arousing their nostalgia for their hometown, how warm and quiet their hometown was, how could there be such a noisy sound of howling wind and snowflakes.

Original text: Sauvignon Blanc Mountain Journey.

Qing) Nalan sexuality.

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

The wind is more, the snow is more, and the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized. There was no such sound in the old garden.

Notes: Sauvignon Blanc. Tang Jiaofang song, winged small order. Also known as "Double Red Beans".

Cheng: road, distance, mountain journey, water journey, that is, the mountain is long and the water is far away.

Yuguan: that is, Shanhaiguan, in the northeast of Qinhuangdao, Hebei Province; That side: that is, the other side of Shanhaiguan, which refers to being outside the customs.

Thousand tent lamps: The lights of the tents of the emperor's temporary lodgings on patrol. There are many barracks in a thousand tents.

Shift: In the old days, there were five shifts a night, and each shift was about two hours. The wind is more and the snow is more, which means that the wind and snow are mixed all night.

聒 (guō): Noisy sound, here referring to the sound of wind and snow.

Ancient Garden: Hometown, here refers to Beijing; This sound: refers to the sound of wind and snow.

"Sauvignon Blanc".Ancient poemsMeaning: After walking a mountain road and a water road, I walked towards the Shanhaiguan side, surrounded by thousands of tents with lights on. The wind blew for a watch, and the snow fell for a watch, which broke my heart, and I didn't even realize my dream of returning home.

In my hometown, there is no such sound of wind and snow.

Sauvignon Blanc original text: 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.

Sauvignon Blanc was written by Nalan Xingde. At the time of writing this word, Nalan Xingde was 27 years old, a celebrity around Kangxi, and Kangxi gave him a tour of the Kanto region. The environment of the border is treacherous, the wind and snow are combined, and the poet's heart misses his family in Beijing, so he writes this word.

The beginning of the last film of the word is an amazing word, and the lyricist uses two "one journey" to highlight the sense of a long road. This sentence is a use of Li Yu's "one heavy mountain, two heavy mountains", Li Yu only used the image of the mountain, and Nalan Xingde added water, which can be said to be better than the blue. "Walking towards Yuguan" pointed out the direction of the way, and they set off all the way to Shanhaiguan.

Nalan Xingde Literary Achievements:

There are 348 extant poems (342 poems) of Nalan Xingde's lyrics, which involve love and friendship, the border of Jiangnan, the history of Yongwu and miscellaneous feelings, etc., and the scenery is about water and Heyouduo, although he has experienced it as an author.

The number of his lyrics is not much, and his horizons are not broad, but because of the poetry and love, Nalan Xingde is extremely temperamental, so his lyrics are excellent, and Zhou Yi praised him as "the first lyricist at the beginning of the country" in "Huifeng Words".