Translate Su Shi s poems, Su Shi s classic ancient poems and translations

Spoof 1 (translation) (draft) "Send Ren Lingtong to Huangzhou and send his brother Zi".

You are from the hometown of Meishan[1], the rich son I admire! Surnamed Ren, you are very literary when you are young, and you are ambitious for thousands of miles, which really makes me fascinated.

It's a pity who will know you, it's like Mao Sui is waiting to be recommended, waiting for nothing, Huaicai is so useless, only leaving the boss to grieve and resent.

I admired you since I was a child, and I didn't hesitate to track it for ten years, Iron Man [2], I was happy, and I admired you Wei Bian Wan Jue is more beautiful and beautiful, Ren Fan!

Thinking back to the small place in Huangzhou in the past, the valleys were separated by great banks, and the thatched houses were still in a row, melodious in the bamboo and reeds, and the sound of books.

Fifty years of suffering, I have already been cultivated by fate several times, why worry?

Who do I ask to be ashamed of burying the virtuous so much?

At this moment, I am even more sad that the old Pingquan County, Lao Ren [3], he is already in his sixtieth year, and his sleeves are as poor as washing, if he grows old, he is worried.

The fathers and elders who ruled in the past still leave tears for Lao Ren today,[4]

Without him, who will educate those wealthy families and whip them up? [5]

Finally, when I heard the good news of Xiao Ren's promotion, my greetings were filled with a piece of thought, I just wanted to advise idols, don't be too reserved with those birdmen, and insult your fierce, Yingfeng.

1] The original poem has "Wuzhou", referring to Meishan, the Ren brothers and Sansu are fellow villagers and world friends. Their names or, in Su Shi's eyes, are higher than their own. They entered the company earlier than the Three Sus, so they should have always admired Su Shi.

2] Iron man is a harmonious name used by Su Shi to call his hardcore friends, borrowed to call him the opposite.

3] The "Pingquan Old Order" in the original poem refers to Ren Zi. According to the "History of the Song Dynasty Ren Zi Biography": Ren Zi is a saint, both brothers are famous, the younger brother is called Ren Ling, that is, Ren Shizhong, tried to judge Huangzhou, at that time people called Da Ren, Xiao Ren.

Ren Zi was an official earlier than the three Sus, and he was a scholar and a strong township, and his reputation was on par with Su Xun, and he went to Guanglu Temple. But Su Shi also called him "Lao Ren", and his "Jingshi Crying Ren Zunsheng" commemorates him like this, "Lao Ren is in a strange situation, and the ancestors push the generations." The article has little reputation, and the poetry is especially strong.

The officials can restore their strengths, talk and laugh. He is happy to be a dramatic county, and he is partial to the party of workers. Fight hard to walk the cunning officials, chew the teeth against the traitorous generals.

Sadly, life is not even, and every time it is slandered. ”

4] The sentence "Tongxiang widows are still crying, who can be angry with the surname of Yingchuan" was originally translated.

The folks and elders of the Ren family in Tongxiang still have tears left for the Ren brothers to this day, but who can drive and run for them in this big Yingchuan family in the past? ”

After being reminded by Sister Mei, I felt that this sentence was Su Shi using two allusions, Tongxiang and Yingchuan surnames to be educated, to praise Ren Zi's love for the people. Times have changed. Tongxiang refers to the allusion of Zhuyi's governance of Tongxiang. It is used here to compare and praise Ren Zi.

5] "Jingshi Crying Ren Zunsheng" has a sentence "partial workers and broken the Hao Party", so this sentence "Who can be angry with the surname of Yingchuan" is also a praise for Ren Zi.

Su Shi's poem Jiang Chengzi.

Jiang Chengzi" ten years of life and death quietly and fiercely, without thinking, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka.

The sun sets, the twilight is vast, and the autumn wind brings a trace of coolness, spreading wantonly in the air.

The biggest sorrow in life is the separation of yin and yang, people who love each other can not stay together for a lifetime, the shadow of the lonely Qiqi Bridge during the day is lonely and the body is lonely, and the lonely Qiu is lonely at night.

In your dreams, beloved, you will meet me.

Dingfeng Bo, Mo listens to the sound of the forest beating the leaves".

Su Shi On March 7, it rained in Shahu Road. The rain gear went first, and the peers were embarrassed, and the rest of the people didn't realize it, and it was already sunny, so this word was made.

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not roar and walk slowly. Bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life. The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the bleak place, returning, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine.

Translation: On March 7, it was raining on Sand Lake Road, and the servant with the rain gear had left, and everyone in the company was embarrassed, but I was the only one. After a while, when the weather cleared, I made this poem.

Don't pay attention to the sound of rain piercing through the forest and leaves, why not let go of your throat and sing calmly. Bamboo canes and straw sandals are lighter than horseback riding, what is there to fear? Dressed in a robe, let the wind and rain blow, I still live my life.

The spring breeze was slightly cool and blew me up, slightly cold, but the early sunny sun on the mountain greeted me at the right time. Looking back at the stormy place, I walked home, whether it was rain or shine.

Butterfly Love Flowers: Spring Scene".

Su Shi The flowers fade and the red and green apricots are small, and when the swallows fly, the green water surrounds them. There are few willows blowing on the buried branches, and there is no grass at the end of the world!

Swing in the wall, outside the wall, pedestrians outside the wall, and beautiful people in the wall laugh. The laughter gradually faded into silence, but the amorous was ruthlessly annoyed.

Translation: The flowers faded red, and small green apricots grew on the treetops. Swallows flutter in the sky, and clear rivers surround the villages.

The catkins on the willow branches have been blown less and less, but don't worry, lush grass can be seen everywhere. Inside the wall, there was a girl swinging, and the girl's beautiful laughter could be heard by pedestrians outside the wall. Slowly, the laughter inside the fence was inaudible, and the pedestrians were lost, as if their amorous selves had been hurt by a ruthless girl.

Wangjiangnan: Transcendent Taiwan".

Su Shi is not old in spring, and the wind is thin and the willows are oblique. Try to see it on the transcendent stage, half a trench spring water and a city of flowers. Smoke and rain in the dark field next to the brother thousands of families.

After the cold food, the wine wakes up but sighs. Hugh thinks about the old people and the old country, and will try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.

Translation: Spring has not yet passed, the breeze is thin, and the willow branches dance obliquely. Try to climb the transcendent platform and look into the distance, the half-full spring water in the moat flickers slightly, the city is full of bright spring flowers, and the misty drizzle is scattered in the city, and thousands of households can't see it really.

After the Cold Food Festival, the wine woke up and sighed because of homesickness. Don't miss your hometown in front of your old friends, just light a new fire to cook a cup of freshly picked new tea, and compose poems and get drunk while you are still in your prime.