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Translation and appreciation of the original text of the bamboo garden wall in Pan Tea Garden

The night rain rushes thousands of greens, and the spring breeze breaks thousands of columns. Crows and magpies lie on the bright moon in the forest, and the iron flute is cold. -Song Bai Yuchan's "On the Bamboo Garden Wall of Pan Tea Garden" Title The night rain on the bamboo garden wall of Pan Tea Garden washed away thousands of jade, and the spring breeze broke thousands of posts.

Crows and magpies lie on the bright moon in the forest, and the iron flute is cold. Star Island is surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the pool is near Guo Bai Quan. In the past, willow people lived in peace, and lotus roots blossomed over the years. The waves warm the fish, and people come to the wild ducks to watch the boat. The west still has to go through this all day before it can ask the monarch to do so. -Su Zhe's "Xingzhou Xinkai Ancient Cave Pool" in Song Dynasty, Xingzhou Xinkai Ancient Cave Pool

Star Island is surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the pool is near Guo Bai Quan.

In the past, willow people lived in peace, and lotus roots blossomed over the years.

The waves warm the fish, and people come to the wild ducks to watch the boat.

The west still has to go through this all day before it can ask the monarch to do so. Wine comes with the moon, and flowers follow the name of the poem. Try your best to control the smog and listen to the sound of spring in your spare time. -Song Bai Yuchan's "Three Solitary Poems" ranks among the three solitary poems.

Wine comes with the moon, and flowers follow the name of the poem.

Try your best to control the smog and listen to the sound of spring in your spare time. Some stones and some water. The painter looks at them. Suddenly, my heart opened and I breathed back to a piece of paper. White-haired Huang Guan can lift Wuyi. As an ant in the big bosom palace, wake up and smell this heart. With a snap of your finger, the peaks of mango shoes and bamboo sticks fall on the eyebrows. Wang Wei died in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but jade bone still lives. After eight hundred years of searching for cranes, I went straight to Wan Li. Half a glass of water wet the great-grandson's teeth, and the legacy of the curtain pavilion fell into people's ears. The canopy of Xincun ferry is pulled, and the sound of cold apes falls in smoke. How old is Lao Song? Bamboo will recover today. No one blooms on the rocks, and birds sing and stop. Laughter will blow a breeze from the iron flute, but Bai Yunfei has never seen it. At night, the shadow of the moon hangs on the buttonwood, and the ground is covered with strawberries and moss. The medicine furnace in Ya Dan is empty, and the clouds in front of the cave are tens of millions of heavy. I come and go occasionally, and it rained on the river all night. Fei Lian angrily answered the empty snow, in front of Tianzhu Peak in Liu Xufei. -Song Bai Yuchan's "Sanqing Hall Back Wall" title Sanqing Hall Back Wall

Bai Yuchan in Song Dynasty

Read the full text ∨ Some stones and some water, the painter has seen it several times.

Suddenly, my heart opened and I breathed back to a piece of paper.

White-haired Huang Guan can lift Wuyi.

As an ant in the big bosom palace, wake up and smell this heart.

With a snap of your finger, the peaks of mango shoes and bamboo sticks fall on the eyebrows.

Wang Wei died in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but jade bone still lives.

After eight hundred years of searching for cranes, I went straight to Wan Li.

Half a glass of water wet the great-grandson's teeth, and the legacy of the curtain pavilion fell into people's ears.

The canopy of Xincun ferry is pulled, and the sound of cold apes falls in smoke.

How old is Lao Song? Bamboo will recover today.

No one blooms on the rocks, and birds sing and stop.

Laughter will blow a breeze from the iron flute, but Bai Yunfei has never seen it.

At night, the shadow of the moon hangs on the buttonwood, and the ground is covered with strawberries and moss.

The medicine furnace in Ya Dan is empty, and the clouds in front of the cave are tens of millions of heavy.

I come and go occasionally, and it rained on the river all night.

Fei Lian angrily answered the empty snow, in front of Tianzhu Peak in Liu Xufei. ▲