Poetry about Zhang Dai

1. Ancient poems describing Zhang Dai

"The Tomb of King Yue"

Era: Ming Dynasty Author: Zhang Dai

Xiling Yanyu Mountain The palace is surrounded by ghostly green trees.

The golden man in Hangu shed tears, and the stone horse in Zhaoling neighed in the wind.

The thunder and lightning are cold for half a day, and the family is in turmoil and the night is red.

The clay sculpture of Yuehou and the iron cast of juniper will only make the traitor scolded for thousands of years.

"The Ringing Bell of the Agate Temple"

Era: Ming Dynasty Author: Zhang Dai

Nuwa smelted stone like smelting copper, and cast the Thousand Dendrobium Bell of the Brahma King.

Pufu Spring was cleaned early and is half copper and half agate.

The Kunwu sword is hammered with gold and carved with jade, circling the bell and button to walk through Pulao.

There are one hundred and eighty thousand words in "Lotus", and "Vajra Prajna" ranks second.

Bei Ye Lingwen covered his back and abdomen, and broke through the Lotus Prison with a sound.

Tens of thousands of ghosts and poplars are temporarily separated, and there is no need to worry about the leakage and the crow of the wild chicken.

Three thousand pestles are carved day and night, and the Bodhisattva tears of compassion like rain.

In front of the Senluo Hall, no one is punished and killed, and the evil ghosts all retire together.

A single blow shook the abyss, and every word in Qinglian had a tidal sound.

Specially dedicated to resolving the grievances of all living beings, listening to the wide and long tongue of the adjacent house.

I dare to say that the Buddha’s words are completely absurd, and I am busy day and night.

When the soup is opened, the auspicious snares and pincers are all gone. 2. Poems about Zhang Dai

Anecdotes and allusions

Famous gourmet

Commercial activities after the mid-Ming Dynasty were unprecedentedly prosperous. Not only are there a wide variety of goods, but the proportion of daily consumer goods such as grain, cloth, silk, cotton, salt, sugar, tea, and wine has increased. As a result, the field of exchange has moved from local markets to cross-regional markets, and even as far away as overseas. Under such conditions, on the one hand, the standard of urban life and consumption patterns have been improved, and on the other hand, people's horizons have been expanded, so that food consumption is particularly astonishing. Therefore, the extravagance and lust of the rich family and the exquisite diet of the literati formed a trend. Zhang Dai, who combined the two, spent a lot of space describing his family's dietary life and life in "Tao'an Dream Memories" Food and drink.

Zhang Dai, who claims that "no one in Vietnam has more delicious food than me", likes to eat specialties from various places, but he doesn't eat them if they are out of season or not of the best quality. For example: "People in Beijing must eat Ping Po Guo and Ma Ya Song; people in Shandong must eat morels, autumn white pears, civilian fruits, and sweet seeds; people in Fujian must eat Fu Oranges, Fu Orange Cake, Brown Candy, Red fermented bean curd; those in Jiangxi must eat green roots and Fengcheng preserved fruits; those in Shanxi must eat celery; those in Suzhou must eat bone-in abalone, diced hawthorn, hawthorn cake, pine nut candy, white round balls, and preserved olives; those in Jiaxing must eat You must eat mackerel preserved fish and Taozhuang oriole; those in Nanjing must eat cherries, Taomen dates, chestnut dumplings, bamboo shoots dumplings, and hawthorn sugar; those in Hangzhou must eat watermelon, chickpeas, lotus roots, and leeks. Buds, bamboo shoots, and Tangqi tangerines; those in Xiaoshan must eat poplar, water shield, dove bird, green crucian carp, and persimmon; those in Zhuji (now Zhuji, Zhejiang) must eat civet, cherries, and tiger chestnuts; those near the sea must eat Pillow melons; those in Taizhou must eat corrugated clams and Jiang Yaozhu; those in Pujiang must eat fire meat; those in Dongyang must eat southern dates; those in Shanin must eat Potang bamboo shoots, Xie oranges, Dushan water chestnuts, river crabs, and Sanjiangtun Razor clams, white clams, river fish, and anchovies. "And no matter how far away, as long as you want to eat it, you will take the time to taste it. If you don't get it one by one, you will never give up.

Moreover, Zhang Dai is good at eating crabs. He believes that the most flavorful food without salt and vinegar is river crab. River crabs become more plump in October, and even the crab legs have a lot of meat. Especially the crab roe and crab paste inside the shell are thick and affordable. Therefore, every year from January to October, he holds a crab party with his friends. The dishes are served with fat cured duck, cow cheese, etc., and the vegetables and fruits are paired with bamboo shoots, oranges, and chestnuts. , Fengling, and the drink is Orchid Snow Tea.

A clever pair

Chen Jiru was the leader of the Shanren group in the late Ming Dynasty and his reputation spread far and wide. He was closely connected with scholars in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and his lifestyle and literary works had guiding significance for scholars in the late Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Dai's grandfather, Zhang Rulin, had a close friendship with Chen Jiru. In the 33rd year of Wanli (1605), Zhang Rulin gave Chen Jiru a big-antlered deer. Meigong took it to the West Lake, wearing a bamboo crown and feather clothes, and walked back and forth under the willows on the long embankment. Everyone who saw it admired him endlessly. Therefore, it is also called "Elk Lord". Such a gift seems very elegant. Chen Jiru said: "Su Zhi and Yu have been friends for thirty years, but their hearts are far apart, their sticks are used to write poems and wine, and their breaths are connected." In the 30th year of Wanli, Zhang Rulin took six-year-old Zhang Dai to Hangzhou to meet Chen Jiru. This experience left a deep impression on Zhang Dai, which he will never forget:

When he was six years old, his eldest father Yu Ruoweng took Yu Zhi with him. In Wulin, I met Mr. Meigong, who was riding a deer as a tourist in Qiantang. He said to the elder: "I heard that Sun Shan is the right one, so I will interview him." Pointing to the "Picture of Li Bai Crossing a Whale" on the screen, he said: "Taibai rides a whale and quarries stones." Fishing for the night moon by the river. "Yu Ying said, "Mei Gong is crossing the deer, and the autumn wind is blowing in Qiantang County." Mei Gong jumped up and said, "The spirit is like this, my little friend wants to make progress for a long time." How could I expect that the rest of my career would be in vain?

Zhang Dai’s couplets are neatly matched with Mei Gong’s sentences, and there is a bit of teasing and ridicule. Mei Gong does not feel dissatisfied, but praises Zhang Dai’s quick thinking, which shows his free and easy spirit in such details. Mind and magnanimity.

Childhood memories are profound and tenacious, like a seed buried in the ground that will sprout, bloom, and bear fruit as we grow older. Meigong was a famous person at that time and was very busy in socializing and socializing. There was no trace of this incident in his memory. By the first year of Chongzhen, he had no impression of Zhang Dai. In this year, Zhang Dai wrote the book "The Biography of Yi Lie in Ancient and Modern Times" and asked a friend to ask Chen Jiru to write the preface. The beautiful memories of his childhood made him full of admiration for Mei Gong. Although he had little direct contact with Chen Jiru, in the atmosphere of the late Ming Dynasty, Chen Meigong was not far away from Zhang Dai. In Zhang Dai's mind, Chen Meigong is a senior worthy of imitation. Zhang Dai was well aware of Chen Jiru's demeanor and articles, and traces of Chen Jiru's influence can be seen everywhere in his own poetry. The image of Chen Meigong has entered the deep level of Zhang Dai's consciousness and participated in the construction of Zhang Dai's thoughts and the design of his life. 3. What are the famous quotes of Zhang Dai, a writer in the late Ming Dynasty?

1. You can’t make friends with people without addictions, because they don’t have deep affection; you can’t make friends with people without idiots, because they don’t have true energy. ——Zhang Dai "Memories of Dreams in Tao'an"

2. The moonlight leaked under the forest, as sparse as residual snow. ——Zhang Dai's "Memories of Tao'an Dreams"

3. The stone is like a Dian tea flower. It falls in the wind and rain and is half buried in the soil. The petals are folded in three or four layers. People walking among them are like butterflies entering the heart of flowers. There is no need to Not decorated. ——Zhang Dai, "Memories of Dreams in Tao'an"

When I was young, I was a dandy who loved prosperity, loved monasteries, beautiful maids, prostitutes, fresh clothes, delicious food, horses, lanterns, and so on. Fireworks, good pear orchards, good propaganda, good antiques, good flowers and birds, combined with tea and oranges, books and poems, all of which have been a dream for half a life. ——Zhang Dai "Self-Made Epitaph"

The moonlight poured into the water, the river waves swallowed it up, the dew air sucked in, and the sky turned white. ——Zhang Dai "Memories of Tao'an Dreams"

The rime is foggy, the sky, clouds, mountains and water are all white. The shadows on the lake are only a trace of the long dike, a small pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with the boat in the boat, and two or three grains of people in the boat. ——Zhang Dai "Looking at the Snow in the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake"

Chu Sheng's appearance is not very beautiful. Although she is a peerless beauty, she has no charm. Chu Chu is so charming, his loneliness is in his eyebrows, his deep affection is in his eyelashes, and his understanding is in the smoke and his charming behavior. ——Zhang Dai "Memories of Tao'an Meng·Zhu Chusheng" 4. Zhang Dai's poems and essays

Zhang Dai (1597--1679) was a writer in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. His courtesy name was Zongzi, Shigong, and his nickname was Tao'an. He was a native of Shanyin (now Shaoxing), Zhejiang, and lived in Hangzhou. Qing soldiers went south and lived in seclusion in the mountains to write books. The writing style is fresh and often humorous. His works mostly describe landscapes and daily trivial matters. Many of his works express his nostalgic and sentimental mood after the death of the Ming Dynasty. His works include "Collected Works of Langhuan", "Memories of Tao'an Dreams", "Dream Exploration of the West Lake", etc. There is also the "Shikuishu", and the existing "Shikuishu Houji" records the historical events from Chongzhen to the Southern Ming Dynasty.

Watching the Snow in the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake (Ming Dynasty) Zhang Dai

Watching the Snow in the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake ①

In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen ②, Yu lived in the West Lake. For three days of heavy snow, the lake was filled with the sounds of people and birds.

On that day, Geng Ding ③, I took a small boat ④, held my lavender clothes and the fire ⑤, and went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to watch the snow alone. The rime is foggy, and the sky, clouds, mountains and water are all white. The shadows on the lake are only a trace of the long embankment, a small pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with the Yu Zhou, and two or three grains of people in the boat.

When they arrived at the pavilion, two people were sitting on a felt facing each other, and a boy was making wine while the stove was boiling. Seeing Yu, he was overjoyed and said, "How can there be more people like this in the lake?" He pulled Yu to drink with him. Yu Qiang drank three large whites and said goodbye. When asked about his surname, he was from Jinling and was visiting here.

Before getting off the boat, Zhouzi murmured: "Don't say that your husband is an idiot, there are even more idiots who are as idiotic as your husband."

①This article describes the snow scene of the West Lake, which is as poetic as picturesque. Full of fun. Huxin Pavilion is located in the West Lake of Hangzhou.

②The fifth year of Chongzhen: 1632.

③Updated: after night falls and people are quiet. The ancients divided a night into five shifts, each lasting approximately two hours. ④ Take (ráo Rao): Tong "radio", oar. This refers to paddling with an oar.

⑤毳(cuìemerit) clothes: fur sweater.

⑥Rime: On cold days, fog condenses on trees into loose crystals like snow, also called tree hangings. Hangdang (hàngdànghangqushengdang): the vast expanse of white water vapor between heaven and earth.

⑦Long Causeway: Su Causeway in the West Lake.

⑧Dabai: Large wine glass.

⑨Mumbling: whispering in a low voice.

⑩Xiangong: Originally an honorific title for the prime minister, it became an honorific title for people after the Song and Yuan Dynasties. 5. Are there any poems by Zhang Dai in the Chinese textbooks published by the People's Education Press?

The first volume of ancient poems and words for primary schools: Chanting the Goose, Compassion for the Farmers, Thinking of the Tang Dynasty at Quiet Night, King Luo Bin of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai, Goose, Goose, Goose, Goose and Goose, it is noon on the day of hoeing. , the moonlight shines brightly in front of the bed, and the music is like a song from heaven.

Sweat drips onto the soil. Suspected to be frost on the ground.

White hair captures the green water, but who knows the meal on the plate? Looking up at the bright moon, red palms stir the clear waves. Every grain of grain is hard work.

I bow my head and miss my hometown. Volume 2 of the Chinese Language: Spring Dawn on the Grass, Walking in the Bright Moon to Climb the Stork Tower, Tang Bai Juyi, Tang Meng Haoran, Tang Li Bai, Tang Wang Zhihuan Li Li Yuan went to the grass, sleeping in spring without realizing the dawn, little knowledge without knowing the moon, the sun is close to the mountain in the daytime, and the glory is withered every year.

Crying birds are heard everywhere. Call it a white jade plate.

The Yellow River flows into the sea. The wild fires are burning, the sound of wind and rain comes at night, and I doubt the Yao Tai mirror, I want to see a thousand miles away, and the spring breeze blows again.

How many flowers have fallen? Flying in the blue clouds.

Take it to the next level. Those who are looking for hermit don't meet Tang Jia Dao. Matsushita asks the boy, saying that the teacher is going to collect medicine.

Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are. The third volume of the Chinese language: Compassion for the Farmers (2) The Silkworm Woman Stayed at the Mountain Temple at Night, Snow on the River, Plum Blossoms, Tang Li Shen, Song Dynasty, Zhang Yu, Tang Li Bai, Tang Liu Zong, Yuan Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi planted a grain of millet in the spring, and entered the city yesterday. Dangerous buildings were a hundred feet high, and thousands of birds flew away. There are several branches of plum blossoms in the corner, and thousands of seeds are harvested in autumn.

Returned with tears in my eyes. You can pick the stars with your hands.

Tens of thousands of people disappeared. Ling Han drove alone.

There is no idle land all over the world, and those who are covered with robes do not dare to speak loudly. They are alone in boats and hats, and they know it is not snow from afar, but farmers still starve to death. Not a sericulture farmer.

Afraid of the people in heaven. Fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

Only the secret fragrance comes. The fourth volume of the Chinese language: Xiaochi Yongliu Village lived in Song Dynasty Yang Wanli Tang He Zhizhang Qing Gao Ding spring silently cherishes the trickling water, the jasper makeup is as high as a tree, the grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, the green shade shines on the water and loves the clear softness.

Ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down. The willows blowing on the embankment are drunk by the spring smoke.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners. I don’t know who cut the green leaves. Children come back early from school, and dragonflies have already stood on their heads. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Take advantage of the east wind to fly kites. Volume 5 of the Chinese Language: Walking alone by the river looking for flowers, chrysanthemums climbing Feilaifeng Luchai River fishermen, Tang Dufu, Tang Yuanzhen, Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty, Wang Wangwei of the Tang Dynasty, Fan Zhongyan, Huang Si’s maiden’s house is full of flowers, the autumn bushes surround the house like Tao’s house, Qianxun Pagoda on the Flying Mountain , there is no one in the empty mountain, people are coming and going on the river, and thousands of flowers are hanging low on the branches.

Walking around the edge of the weed, you can hear the rooster crow and see the sun rising day by day. But I heard someone's voice.

But I love the beauty of bass. The butterflies dance all the time. They don't prefer chrysanthemums among the flowers. They are not afraid of the floating clouds covering their eyes. Returning to the scene and entering the deep forest, you look at a boat with a leaf, and the eagle crows at ease.

There will be no more flowers after all the flowers have bloomed. The self-conditioned body is at its highest peak.

Shine again on the moss. In and out of the storm.

The master stayed at Furong Mountain during the snow. In the Yuan Dynasty, Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty and Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. At dusk, the Cangshan Mountain was far away, and the weather was cold and the white house was poor. The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a stormy night. Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches.

The sixth volume of Chinese language: Pastoral miscellany in four seasons, a child fishing alone in the three-way road, Jingting Mountain, Jiande, Fan Cheng, Song Dynasty, Tang Dynasty, Hu Lingneng, Song Dynasty, Li Bai, Tang Meng Haoran went out to work in the fields during the day, and grew hemp and pomelo at night. The young boy is learning fishing, the plum blossoms are yellow and the sun is shining brightly, all the birds are flying high, the boat is moving to Yanzhu, and the children of the village are in charge of their own affairs. Sitting sideways with raspberry moss reflected in it.

The stream flows all the way to the mountains. Gu Yun is alone.

At dusk, guests are worried about new things. Children and grandchildren have not yet left for farming and weaving. Passers-by ask questions and wave in the distance. The green shade does not slow down the journey, and they never tire of looking at each other. There are trees in the open field and low trees in the sky, and they learn to grow melons near the mulberry shade.

Afraid of being too frightened. Added four or five oriole calls.

Only Jingting Mountain. Jiang Qingyue is close to people.

What Zhou Ye wrote sent Yuan Er to Anxi to investigate and proceed cautiously. King Wei of the Tang Dynasty saw the fishing lanterns in the dark moon and a single firefly. The morning rain in Weicheng is covered with light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.

The gentle breeze stirred up the waves, scattering stars all over the river. I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.

The seventh volume of the Chinese language: Early Quatrains Baidi City Chuzhou West Stream Wang Lushan Waterfall Tang Du Fu Tang Li Bai Tang Wei Ying Wu Tang Li Bai Two Orioles Singing Green Willows, Farewell to the White Emperor Among the colorful clouds, I pity the lonely grass alone The stream is growing, the sun is shining on the incense burner and purple smoke is rising, and a row of egrets are rising into the blue sky. A thousand miles to Jiangling can be returned in one day.

There are orioles singing in the deep trees. Looking at the waterfall Kagemae River from a distance.

The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains. The apes on both sides of the river bank are singing endlessly. The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

There is no boat crossing the wild crossing. It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.

On September 9th, the trip to the mountains recalled the Shandong brothers Du Mu and Tang Wang Weiyuan, who went up the sloping stone path to Hanshan Mountain. They were alone in a foreign land, a stranger, and there were family members in the white clouds. Every festive season, we miss our loved ones even more.

I park my car and sit in the maple forest at night, knowing from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. There is one less person planted with dogwood trees.

Qing Ping Le Song Xin Qi Ji Thatch has low eaves and green grass on the stream. Wu Yin is very charming when she is drunk, but whose old lady is gray-haired?

The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop. His favorite child is a rogue, lying at the head of the stream peeling off lotus pods.

Volume 8 of the Chinese Language: Evening Scenery of the Spring River in Huichong, Spring in the South of the Yangtze River, Pastoral Excitement in the Four Seasons, Su Shi in the Song Dynasty, Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty, Fan Cheng in the Song Dynasty, three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the big bamboo, thousands of miles away orioles singing green and red, the plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the ducks in the spring river are warm prophet. Shuicun Shanguo wine flag style.

Maihuaxuebaicai flowers are thin. The ground is covered with wormwood and the reed buds are short. In the Four Hundred and Eighty Temple in the Southern Dynasty, the day is long and no one passes through the fence. It is the time when the puffer fish is about to come.

How many buildings are in the mist and rain. Only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

Like a dream, Li Qing in the Song Dynasty often remembered the sunset in the creek pavilion, and he was so drunk that he didn't know his way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers.

Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons. Presented to Wang Lun from the Yellow Crane Tower and sent Meng Haoran back to his hometown in Guangling. I wrote a letter to Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty.

Fireworks in Yangzhou in March. The local pronunciation has not changed and the hair on the temples has not changed.

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, the solitary sail is far away in the blue sky, and the children who see each other but don’t know each other are not as affectionate as Wang Lun’s gift to me! Only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing across the sky. Laughing and asking where the guest came from.

The ninth volume of the Chinese language: "Wangtianmen Mountain" inscribed on the wall of the west forest at night, as seen in the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai, Song Dynasty, Su Shi, Song Dynasty, Ye Shaoweng. The eastward flow returns here. There are differences in distance, distance, and height.

The autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment. The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait face each other. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu. I know that there are children weaving and weaving, and the lone sail is coming by the sun.

Just because I am in this mountain. Late at night, a light falls on the fence.

Farewell to the Maple Bridge at night, Dong Damujiang chants and forgets the remaining snow in the south, Zhang Ji, Tang Gaoshi, Tang Bai Juyi, Tang Zu chants the moon, the falling crows, and the sky is full of frost. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds fill the day, and a setting sun spreads over the water, ending in the Yin Ridge of Nannan. Show, Jiang Feng fishes and fires against Chou Mian. The north wind blows the geese and snow.

Half Jiang Sesu and half Jiang Hong. Snow drifts in the clouds.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Suzhou, don’t worry about the road ahead without friends. It’s a pity that on the third night of September, the forest shows a bright color, and the midnight bell rings for the passenger ship. No one in the world knows you.

The dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. It's getting colder in the city.

Chinese Volume 10: Recalling the Tang Dynasty in the South of the Yangtze River. Bai Juyi said that the south of the Yangtze River was good, and the scenery was familiar to him. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.

Can you not remember Jiangnan? The fisherman sang Zhang Zhi of the Tang Dynasty and the egrets flew in front of Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms and mandarin fishes flowed into the water. 6. Ancient poems about the pavilion in the middle of the lake

The plum blossoms are a little whiter than the snow, but the snow loses some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms. (Lu Meipo)

The eagle's eyes are anxious when the grass is dry, and the horse's hooves are light when the snow is gone. (Wang Wei)

In order to drive away the Qingqi, heavy snow covered the bow and knife. (Lulun)

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone; I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance

(Wang Anshi)

Lonely Boat The coir raincoat man is fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. (Liu Zongyuan)

Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night. (Liu Changqing)

Qinghai is covered with long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains, and the isolated city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. (Wang Changling)

If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. (Li Bai)

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow. (Gao Shi)

The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in Xiling, and the door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu. (Du Fu)

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the sky is full of snow in August. (Cen Shen)

The snow falls one after another on the gate of the camp, and the wind blows and the red flag does not turn over due to the freezing cold. (Cen Shen)

I can’t see you on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. (Cen Shen)

If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will climb the Taihang Mountains covered with snow. (Li Bai)

The Yin Mountains in Zhongnan are beautiful, and the snow is floating on the clouds. (Zu Yong)

Where is Yun Heng’s Qinling family? The snow embraces the blue and the horse stops moving forward. (Han Yu)

Zu Yong Looking at the remaining snow in Zhongnan

Zhongnan has beautiful yin ridges and snow-covered clouds.

The forest is showing its bright colors, and the city is getting colder at dusk.

Cen Shen and Bai Xuege send Magistrate Wu back to the capital

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and it snows in August.

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.

The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.

The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold.

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.

The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.

Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen.

I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow.

You can’t be seen on the winding mountain road, but the horse’s path is left in the sky above the snow. 7. Poems about the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake and the poet who wrote it

Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake

- -[Qing Dynasty] Xu Chengzu

I have traveled to the Qing Dynasty a hundred times without intending to return it, but the solitary pavilion is good among the water and clouds.

The pavilion is empty and bright on all sides, with a city on one side and mountains on three sides.

Climbing Zhangting Pavilion in Qiantang with Yan to watch the tide

Watching the snow in the Pavilion in the middle of the lake

--[Ming Dynasty] Zhang Dai

[Original text ]

In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, Yu lived in West Lake. For three days of heavy snow, the lake was filled with the sounds of people and birds. The day was fixed. I took a small boat, held my lavender clothes and had a fire, and went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to watch the snow alone. The rime is foggy, and the sky, clouds, mountains and water are all white. The shadows on the lake are only a trace of the long dike, a small pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with Yu Zhou, and two or three people in the boat.

When they arrived at the pavilion, two people were sitting on a felt facing each other, and a boy was making wine while the stove was boiling. When he saw Yu, he was overjoyed and said, "How can there be more people like this in the lake?" He pulled Yu to drink with him. Yu Qiang drank three large whites and said goodbye. When asked about his surname, he was from Jinling and was visiting here. Before getting off the boat, Zhouzi murmured: "Don't say that your husband is an idiot, there are even more idiots who are as idiotic as your husband!"

[Translation]

In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, I was at West Lake in Hangzhou . It snowed heavily for three days, and there were no tourists in the lake. Even the birds could not be heard. At dawn this day, I rowed a small boat, wore a leather robe, and carried a stove, and went to the lake pavilion to enjoy the snow scenery alone. The trees are hung with crystals, the air is filled with white air, and the sky, clouds, mountains, and water are all white from top to bottom. The only shadow that can be seen on the lake is a faint trace of the West Lake Long Beach. The pavilion in the center of the lake is a dot in the white. My boat is like a blade of grass floating in the lake, and the people on the boat are like two or three small mustard seeds. , nothing more.

When we arrived at the pavilion in the center of the lake, there were already two people sitting opposite each other on felt mats. A servant was lighting up the wine stove, and the wine was boiling on the stove. When the two people saw me, they were very surprised and said: "How can there be such a snow-loving lover in the lake!" They took me to drink together. I reluctantly drank three large glasses and said goodbye. Asked their names, it turned out that they were from Jinling visiting here. When I got on my boat, the man who was driving it for me murmured to himself: "Don't say that Mr. is crazy, there are people as crazy as you."

"In the Heart of the Lake" by Hu Laichao Inscription on the Pavilion and Pillars: "There are music playing all four seasons, but the poor people still mourn the moonlit night; the six bridges are filled with flowers and willows, and mulberry and hemp are planted in the ground without gaps."

Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty inscribed on the pavilion a plaque saying "Quietly watching all kinds of things" and a couplet "The waves are surging in the lake, the light is far away, the mountains are driving the water and the color is deep".

Liao Mingqiu, a literati from the Qing Dynasty, wrote a poem praising: "The wings are as independent as a magical work. Looking around at the lake, the surface is empty, the ears and eyes are open to sounds and colors, and the body is blurred into the painting."