There are several translations of classical Chinese, hoping to be helped by God!

Biography is a famous ancient prose written by Lin Jingxi, a patriotic poet in the late Song Dynasty. This article vividly depicts the scenery of a mirage, and is linked with the changes of the world. When mourning for the country, I was full of sadness. It is a good article with ingenious scenery, rigorous reasoning and deep feelings.

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Taste and read "Tian Han Wen Zhi", including the first letter of "Meteorological Tower on a Mirage by the Sea".

Geng yin [2], avoid the seaside. One day, at lunch, the boy went to report a strange thing and said, "There are mountains in the sea, which has never happened before." Views of the elders

What a difference. "To the terrorist. Invite Lord Yingchuan (3). Here we are, climb the Juyuan Building and look east. At first, I saw (4) in the vast sky. I saw that it was a strange peak, the joint was a stack (5), and the column was a column (6), which was not common. Time transfer, battlements and pavilions,

There are hundreds of thousands of houses at once, such as a large piece. Compared with fish scales, there are floating pictures of the old uterus, three craggy doors, bell and drum towers on its left and right sides, and the eaves and teeth are vivid. Move again, or stand like a man, or spread out.

Beasts, or banners, altar horns, all kinds of strange things. As the days drew near, Ran Ran disappeared. Is it safe for people with this disease? The sea is calm. "Bitan" refers to the "Haicheng" of Deng Jifu, which is often the same because of the beginning of the letter.

Hey! ⑿ A Fang of Qin, zhanghua of Chu, Bronze Sparrow of Wei, Spring of New Year and Qi of Jie are all abrupt, moving away, turning into scorched earth, floating Egypt and a mirage. What is the difference between leisure and leisure? ! [1] Edit the translation of this paragraph. Note (1) Stormwind: This refers to the scene that Stormwind is formed by Stormwind, which is a mirage.

⑵ Ji Chun: The last month of spring, the third month of the lunar calendar.

(3) emissary: the emissary is the servant who escapes.

(4) first: only.

5. overlapping mountains (yn).

[6] (zú) [6] (xiμ): a steep mountain peak.

⑺ (x ⒓): Quick.

Compared with fish scales, they are arranged neatly and densely like fish scales.

Floating: stupa.

⑽(CuO)φ(é): describes high mountains.

⑾: Shenshi, dusk.

⑿ A Fang: zhanghua, Tongquetai, Lin Chun and Qijie are all ancient names of Taiwan Province, palaces or buildings.

[13] What's the difference between a mirage and a mirage? It means not to be surprised. Leisure, leisure. [1] I didn't see this kind of thing at first.

At the end of spring, I hid from enemies and bandits at the seaside. One day at lunch, the servant came to report a strange thing: "The sea suddenly appeared."

Several mountains, which have never been seen before, surprised the elders. "I was surprised after listening to it and rushed out to see it. I happened to meet the master of the Chen family, and he sent a servant to invite me. When I got to the seaside, I boarded with Master Chen.

Looking eastward from Juyuan Building, I saw that in the vast sea, the vertical mirage is like a strange peak, the continuous mirage is like an overlapping mountain peak, and the mirage arranged in rows is like a towering mountain peak. After a while, the wall pavilion suddenly

Emergence, like a city with a large population and a vast territory, hundreds of thousands of houses are neat and dense like fish scales, including Buddhist temples, Taoist temples and three gates, which are tall and majestic; The bell tower and drum tower are on the left and right of the temple respectively.

The decoration of the sides and eaves is very clear, and even if the skills of public transportation are exhausted, there is no way to surpass it. After a while, the mirage changed again. Some people stand like people, some people spread out like animals, and some people tinkle like fluttering.

Flags, urns, horns and other artifacts are varied and varied, and it was not until dusk that the mirage slowly disappeared. Where is the scene we saw before? The sea is as usual.

The mirage in Dengzhou recorded by Shen Kuo in Meng Qian Bi Tan is probably like this! It happens all the time. That's why I believe it.

Alas! Come to Epang Palace in Qin Dynasty, Zhanghuatai in Chu State, Tongquetai in Cao Wei, Linchun Pavilion and Qijie Pavilion in Chen Dynasty, and countless towering palaces and towers! When fortune goes and dynasties change, these palaces and castles turn into scorched earth and dust, which is also a mirage. With these ideas, where can we be surprised by a mirage? [2]

Deng Xi Tai Ai is a famous ancient poem. One is The Cry of West Taiwan Province. Xie Ao was written in the Southern Song Dynasty. Eight years after Wen Tianxiang's defeat in resisting Yuan Dynasty was killed (that is, in the 27th year of Yuan Dynasty), Xie Ao and his friends went to Xitai to offer sacrifices, and wrote this article in memory of it, "Afraid of the Prime Minister (that is, Wen Tianxiang)" and "Afraid of Song San for a hundred years" (Yuan's "Xi Tai Ai Ji"). In order to avoid the network of the rulers of the Yuan Dynasty, the words were hidden, but the feelings of sadness and pain, tears of blood and swallowing sound could not be hidden.

Mourning on the west platform

Xie ao

At first, Lu, the prime minister of the later Tang Dynasty, openly served in the south, but joined the army in Bubu. Next year, stop it. Next year, the public will learn from Zhang's experience, be strict and sad, be generous, do what they say, do what they do, and their poems can be tested.

I hate that I can't see the public through my hands, but I remember what I said at that time alone. Every time I think about it, I find it in my dream. Or the mountains and rivers are lost, the clouds and trees are similar, and they linger around and dare not cry. Three years later, I went to Gusu. Gusu, when the public first opened the government, the old government also ruled. Looking at Fucha's podium, I began to cry. Four years later, I cried Taiwan Province. Today, five years later, I cried on the platform in Zi Ling.

First, one day, I made an appointment with my friends A and B, and the more we stayed, the more we got together. In the afternoon, before the rain stopped, I bought a list and waited by the river. "When going ashore, I want to add more houses next to the word, destroying the walls and dying porcelain", like entering the grave of the market. Also, the list of people who use sacrifices. After a while, the rain stopped. I boarded the west platform and set up a corner of the main drought. Then I worshipped you and wished you a good finish. Fu San, goodbye, get up. Read the weak crown again, and pay homage to the text when you come. It was sent to you first from beginning to end. Now, I'm old, and I'm a landscape map. If I lose it as soon as possible. Look back at the east and cry goodbye. There are clouds floating from the southwest, romantic and gloomy. "If the gas is sparse, if the tree is sparse, if it helps the sad. So, he knocked on the stone with a bamboo pole at will, gesticulating with a Chu song and saying,' Wei went to Ji, returned to Guan at dusk, and became a success. How can he eat it? ""Song worship, "bamboo and stone are broken. So I feel the same way. " After Dongtai, caress Cang Shi, also want to be a middleman on the list. The people on the list began to cry in shock, and the cloud said,' There is something wrong with the ship, and the Enterprise has moved? "Then move the list, each wine, each send thoughts for poetry. At dusk, Yukikaze, unable to stay, landed at home B, and wrote poems at night to remember the past. Tomorrow's wind and snow will benefit, and Jiazi River will be separated. Yu and C go home alone, traveling three miles, and the more you stay, the more you stay. Later, A came with books and other poems, saying that the wind and sails of the sun were sailing angrily. After a long time, Ji Ji suspected that there was a sinister phase between God and Yin, "the power to swim by this. Yu Ri: "Alas! Ruan infantry died, and the empty mountain did not cry for a thousand years. With the help of God, it is impossible to know. However, swimming is not bad, it is a literary word. Because it expresses its meaning, it is also sad. "

I tried to imitate Tai Shigong and write "Han Ji Le Biao" and "Chukou Qin Chu Ji". People don't have the heart to know more, and successful people will have the heart to know more. It is very appropriate to get a book out here to attach the incident of' thinking about cold'. It was twenty-six years after the first gentleman came to power. Xianjunwei has certain words. The age of the stage, I am ugly.

Translation:

Earlier, my old friend, Prime Minister Lu of the Tang Dynasty, set up an office in Nanjian County, and I joined the army as an ordinary citizen. The next year, I broke up with him on the edge of Zhangjiang. Another year passed, and Lujun Highway passed through Zhang Suiyang Temple and Changshan Mountain where Yan Gaoqing was stationed, lamenting generously. Finally, he fulfilled his promise and swam with the martyrs in death. Now all his poems are left in the world, which can be proved.

I hate that after my death, I can only meet Lu Guogong underground empty-handed. Fortunately, I still remember what I said when I left him. Whenever I think of these scenes, I will relive them in my dreams. Sometimes I meet mountains and rivers, forests, ponds, terraces and clouds, but when we break up, the situation is just similar, which will make me wander and look carefully, so I can't cry. Three years later, I passed by Wuxian, where I worked in my early years, and shed tears in front of Gusu for the first time. Four years later, I cried for him at Yuewangtai again. Today, five years later, I set a sacrifice in front of the Diaoyutai in Yan Ziling, crying.

Yesterday, I made an appointment with my friends A, B and C to get together the next day. At noon, before the rain stopped, we rented a boat by the river; Then go ashore and worship the ancestral temple of Yan Ziling; And rest in the monk's room next to the ancestral temple. But what I saw was a rotten wall and a dry well, as if I had entered the grave. Back on the boat, I bought sacrificial utensils with the boatman. After a while, the rain stopped, and we boarded the west platform, set up a memorial tablet in the corner of the barren pavilion, and then bowed down and saluted. After the recitation, I cried three times, then bowed my head and stood up. At this time, I remembered that when I was a child, I must come to the ancestral temple after passing here. When I first came here, I came with my late father. Now I am old, attached to mountains and rivers, and lost when I am attached to people. So I cried and worshipped the East. At this time, there are colorful clouds floating from the south, wet and stagnant, and the clouds cover the trees, which seems to aggravate the sad atmosphere. I knocked on the stone with bamboo ruyi and played Chu songs to attract his soul. The lyrics are: "soul, where are you going in the morning?" Don't come back at night, because the traffic jam is dark. What can a Zhu bird with a mouth eat? At the end of the song, the bamboo is as good as the stone, and everyone sighs at each other. "。 We boarded Dongtai again, stroking bluestone, and then returned to the boat to have a rest. The boatman was surprised at my cry just now and said, "A patrol boat passed by here just now. Why don't we move somewhere else? " So, we moved the boat to the middle of the river, raised a glass to persuade each other, and wrote poems to express our grief. At night, it was snowing heavily and the wind was cold. I didn't stay on the boat for long, so I went ashore and lived in the second house. Write poems in the evening to remember the past. The next day, the snowstorm was even worse. I broke up with A by the river, only went home with C, walked 30 miles, and it took another night to get home.

Later, A sent letters and poems, in which he wrote, "It was a stormy day, and the boatman paddled desperately, and it took a long time to cross the river. After crossing the river, I really doubt that there are gods helping in the dark to show the grand view of this gathering. " I said, "alas! Since Ruan Ji's death, Kongshan has not cried for more than 1000 years. Of course, it's not clear whether this matter is helped by God or not, but this trip is really a feat. We can only write poems and compositions to express our feelings, which is really sad. " I once wanted to imitate the style of Sima Qian's Ming Yue Biao in Qin Dynasty and make Han Ji Ming Yue Biao. Maybe no one can understand my intentions now, but future generations will certainly understand my intentions. I should write it here, so I wrote this article and attached it to the record of Han Ji's deeds in the future. Today is the 26th year that my late father boarded the Diaoyutai in Yan Ziling. Father's name is a certain word, and the year when he came to power was an ugly year.