Chaotianqu Zhonglu Translation, Zhonglu Chaotianqu Original Text Translation Appreciation Original A

Annotated translations. Notes].

Sun Shadow Sifts Golden Emerald: The shadow of the sun that leaks through the shade of the tree flickers like a sifting of golden emerald.

Walking slowly with a cane approaching the fishing rocks: Walking slowly with a quinoa cane approaching the rocky beach where fishing. Quinoa: An herbaceous plant whose withered stems can be used as walking sticks. 吉 (jī): A rocky or rocky beach jutting out from the water's edge.

Sitting: Therefore.

Ben: Even if, even if.

Appreciation of works. "Song of the Heavens" is a travelogue written entirely in the technique of white drawing. The first three sentences are about the scenery of the stream on the embankment, the next two sentences are about the scene that the writer saw when he approached the fishing rock, the next three sentences are the writer's envy of the beautiful environment in which the farmer and fisherman live, and the last few sentences are the feelings and experiences triggered by the writer after seeing this scene:

Even without alcohol, it is intoxicating. This "drunk" is, of course, "intoxicated", "obsessed", soaked with all one's heart, immersed in this rural life that is purer than alcohol. The word "leisure" in the sentence "Gull and Heron Idle Game" is the eye of the song, and it is also a portrayal of the author's leisure mentality.

Zhonglu) Chaotian Qu (Yuan) Zhang Yanghao asked for translation.

The embankment under the willow trees, the stream in the bamboo forest, the sun shines through the willow branches and bamboo leaves. Walk slowly with a stick, and gradually approach the rocky rocks that can be fished. See gulls and egrets flying and frolicking leisurely.

The farmers and fishermen are so full of only what they want to do to make a living, they don't know that they are in a beautiful painting. Sitting in the face of such a view is intoxicating even without good wine.

Author] Zhang Yanghao [Dynasty] Yuan Dynasty.

Hang the crown, abandon the official, and steal the next Lianyun stack. There are two houses in the lake and mountain, covering the weeping poplar bank. The ground was full of white clouds, and the east wind blew away, but it covered half of the mountain.

Yan Ziling fishing beach, Marshal Han will be the altar, which one is worry-free? Willow embankment, bamboo stream, sun shadow sieve golden cui. The cane quinoa slowly walks close to the fishing rocks and watches the gulls and herons play leisurely.

The farmer is a fisherman, greedy for work, and he doesn't know that he is in the picture. In front of such a view, sitting without alcohol is also drunk. Self-impeachment, retreat, no need to be angry.

Crazy, clumsy and stupid, I only have an aftertaste today. Playing in the water and traveling in the mountains, unrestrained, this is 30 years old. Cuiwei, even more strange, knows that I am idle.

Yutian, cuiyan, Luan crane call each other. The green mountains shook the bottom of the water, and the sand birds were scattered. Who to play with? There is Penglai Sea Fairy. Suddenly, on all sides, rolling clouds are chaotic.

Shepherd flutes, wine flags, and social drums are noisy. Tian Weng is happy with the guest? Drunken dancing headscarf pendant. In the year of Lao Tzu, he played on the scene and drank a few cups while he was happy. Drunk, the moon is dark, and the clouds are shattered.

Cuiwei, around, no bit of dust and tacky. The sound of the water is incomprehensible, looking for each other everywhere. If you want to be for me and lose fame and fortune, he also wants to sit with him. Sleep and eat, do not leave, but people will get drunk first.

The sun dwells, the moon and the moon, and countless people have been lost. Since opening up the Jun test number, that is not the mountain road? Not to mention my nong.

Some reputation, who is in charge of the electric light? According to this old man, he often tied the black rabbit to his will. It is cloudy, but it is sunny, and the clouds are uncertain.

The lakes and mountains are obscure, and they will make people tease. What will be the reward for a period of wonder? Spit out new poems word for word.

The brocade warbler, a few sounds, evokes the joy of the mountain.

Jinping, Cuiping, Jimu Mountain is endless. The white clouds suddenly sprouted towards the trees, like the shadow of the forest. Therefore, the breeze is shaking, and the water and the mountains are sounding. Xingqing, half sunny, providence is also corresponding.

Yongsi Scene] [Spring] Far village, near village, smoke is all covered. The shade of the forest trees is not divided, and the yellow oriole rhyme is listened to. Bamboo canes and mango shoes, walk through the flower path, and enjoy the spring together with the fishing wood. The day is new, and it is new, it is the Laozi Mountain and the forest.

Summer] self-drinking, self-singing, self-putting new poems and. As long as he is in the world, there is a lot of money in the pot. The flowing water is the door, the green mountains are surrounded, and the family calls thirty times a day. With this green lily, drunk, lying in the middle of the cloud brocade.

Autumn on the slippery hall narcissus makeup white chrysanthemum] This flower, very good, light autumn color under the east fence. The mortal flowers in the world are not like him, but they are so proud that they are afraid of wind and frost. The jade is long, the Qiongzhi is low-pressure, and the snow is fragrant in spring. Envy, love, is to look at the price of gold.

Winter] This cup, don't push, snow flakes fall from the clouds. The wine on the stove is simmering, and the straight food is drunk. does not shelter from the wind and cold, and the shirt makes the noise to find the poem. Laughing at Xiangyang Lao Tzu, close to this river, the night is dark, and the cold can't come.

Zhang Yanghao (1269-1329), Han nationality, the name Ximeng, the name Yunzhuang, was a native of Xianggongzhuang Town, Zhangqiu City, Jinan City, Shandong Province, and a famous composer in the Yuan Dynasty. He is good at both poetry and writing, and is known for his loose songs. Representative works include "Mountain or Slope Sheep, Tong Caring for the Ancients" and so on.

Hillside sheep Tong care for the ancient.

Slope sheep Lishan nostalgia.

Water Fairy Yongjiangnan.

Hillside sheep Weiyang nostalgia.

Hillside sheep Luoyang nostalgia.

Hang the crown, abandon the official, and steal the next Lianyun stack. There are two houses in the lake and mountain, covering the weeping poplar bank. The ground was full of white clouds, and the east wind blew away, but it covered half of the mountain.

Yan Ziling fishing beach, Marshal Han will be the altar, which one is worry-free? Willow embankment, bamboo stream, sun shadow sieve golden cui. The cane quinoa slowly walks close to the fishing rocks and watches the gulls and herons play leisurely.

The farmer is a fisherman, greedy for work, and he doesn't know that he is in the picture. In front of such a view, sitting without alcohol is also drunk. Self-impeachment, retreat, no need to be angry.

Crazy, clumsy and stupid, I only have an aftertaste today. Playing in the water and traveling in the mountains, unrestrained, this is 30 years old. Cuiwei, even more strange, knows that I am idle.

Yutian, cuiyan, Luan crane call each other. The green mountains shook the bottom of the water, and the sand birds were scattered. Who to play with? There is Penglai Sea Fairy. Suddenly, on all sides, rolling clouds are chaotic.

Shepherd flutes, wine flags, and social drums are noisy. Tian Weng is happy with the guest? Drunken dancing headscarf pendant. In the year of Lao Tzu, he played on the scene and drank a few cups while he was happy. Drunk, the moon is dark, and the clouds are shattered.

Cuiwei, around, no bit of dust and tacky. The sound of the water is incomprehensible, looking for each other everywhere. If you want to be for me and lose fame and fortune, he also wants to sit with him. Sleep and eat, do not leave, but people will get drunk first.

The sun dwells, the moon and the moon, and countless people have been lost. Since opening up the Jun test number, that is not the mountain road? Not to mention my nong.

Some reputation, who is in charge of the electric light? According to this old man, he often tied the black rabbit to his will. It is cloudy, but it is sunny, and the clouds are uncertain.

The light of the lead lake and the mountains are obscure, and it will make people teased. What will be the reward for a period of wonder? Spit out new poems word for word.

The brocade warbler, a few sounds, evokes the joy of the mountain.

Jinping, Cuiping, Jimu Mountain is endless. The white clouds suddenly sprouted towards the trees, like the shadow of the forest. The cherry blossoms are so good that the breeze is shaking, and the water and the mountains are sounding. Xingqing, half sunny, providence is also corresponding.

Song of the four scenes. Spring.

Far villages, near villages, smoke is all covered. The shade of the forest trees is not divided, and the yellow oriole rhyme is listened to. Bamboo canes and mango shoes, walk through the flower path, and enjoy the spring together with the fishing wood. The day is new, and it is new, it is the Laozi Mountain and the forest.

Summer. Drink yourself, sing yourself, and put new poems and songs. The Jiazi in the world is a song to him, and the pot is big. The flowing water is the door, the green mountains are surrounded, and the family calls thirty times a day. With this green lily, drunk, lying in the middle of the cloud brocade.

In autumn, daffodils make white chrysanthemums.

This flower, very good, light autumn color under the east fence. The mortal flowers in the world are not like him, but they are so proud that they are afraid of wind and frost. The jade is long, the Qiongzhi is low-pressure, and the snow is fragrant in spring. Envy, love, is to look at the price of gold.

Winter. This cup, don't push, the snow flakes fall between the clouds. The wine on the stove is simmering, and the straight food is drunk. Don't shelter from the wind and cold, look for poetry. Laughing at Xiangyang Lao Tzu, close to this river, the night is dark, and the cold can't come.

Poetic works:【Zhonglu】Chaotian song