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該資料的標點符號由人工智能製作。此過程難免引入錯誤；若遇到標點錯誤，敬請自行修改。1  | 欽定四庫全書 Imperially Approved Complete Library of the Four Treasuries |
| 2 | 《宋百家詩存巻十八嘉善曹庭棟編。 Volume Eighteen of Song Baijia Shicun, compiled by Cao Tingdong of Jiashan. |
| 3 | 太倉稊米集 Taicang Kaimi Ji |
| 4 | 周紫芝，字少隠，宣城人。紹興中，居陵陽山，兩以鄉貢赴禮部，俱下第。家貧，并日而炊，里中人嗤之不顧，力學益苦。年六十一，始以廷對第三人出身。歴官右司員外郎，出知興國軍。秩滿奉祠，歸居廬山。著有太倉稊米集》及《竹坡詩話》。 Zhou Zizhi, courtesy name Shaoyin, was a native of Xuancheng. In the middle of Shaoxing, he resided in Lingyang Mountain and twice went to the Ministry of Rites as a local candidate, but both times failed the examination. His family was poor and could only cook once every two days. The people in his neighborhood mocked him without concern, yet he studied even harder. He was sixty-one years old when he first received an official appointment as the third-place finisher of the imperial examination. He served as You Si Yuanwailang and was later appointed to serve as the military governor of Xingguo Jun. After completing his term of office, he was granted a post at a shrine and returned to live on Lushan Mountain. He wrote Taicang Taimi Ji and Zhupo Shihua. |
| 5 | 越臺曲 Yue Taiqu |
| 6 | 玉顔如花越王女，自小嬌癡，不歌舞，嫁作江南主國妃日日思歸淚如雨，江南江北梅子黃，潮頭夜漲秦淮江，江邊雨多地卑溼，旋作髙臺勻曉妝，千艘命載越中土，喜見越人仍越語，人生腳踏鄉土難，無復歸心越中去，髙臺何易傾，曲池亦復平。越姬一去向千載，不見此臺空有名。 Her jade-like face was as beautiful as a flower; she was the daughter of King Yue. From childhood, she had been 娇痴 (delicate and foolish), not singing or dancing. After marrying to become the queen consort of the Southern Kingdom, day by day she longed for her homeland, weeping like rain. When plum fruits turned yellow in both southern and northern banks of the Yangtze River, tides surged at night on the Qinhuai River. The riverbank was often rainy with low-lying wet ground; she quickly built a high terrace to apply her morning makeup. Thousands of boats were ordered to carry soil from Yue territory, happily seeing Yue people still speaking the Yue dialect. Human life is hard when one's feet are planted in foreign land; there would be no more longing for returning to Yue. How easily does a tall terrace collapse? A curved pond also becomes level again. Once Yu JI departed for good, a thousand years have passed, and now this terrace is known only by name, no longer to be seen. |
| 7 | 《白苧歌》 Bai Zhu Ge (Song of White Flax) |
| 8 | 大垂手小垂手，江南白苧世。䍐有吳姬十指玉，纖纖白苧新裁舞。衣久秋江，四面繞吴宮。吳宮霜橘樹樹紅，吳王夜宴不知曉。但見紅日昇曈曨，美人低鬟復囘袖。持酒獻君為君夀，人生得意不行樂。白日如梭夜催晝，吳山依舊吳江清，離宮故苑難為情，不知誰遣南山鹿，還向姑蘇臺下行。 The grand chuishou and minor chuishou dances, the white zhu of Jiangnan is the best. There is a Wu ji with ten fingers like jade, slender and graceful, dancing in newly made white zhu robes. The river Jiuyu flows around Wugong on all four sides. The frost-covered orange trees in Wu Palace turn red tree by tree; King Wu holds a banquet at night and does not know it is dawn. Only to see the red sun rising hazy and bright, a beauty lowers her buns and again rolls up her sleeves. I hold wine to present to you as a tribute for your longevity; when life is going well and one's ambitions are fulfilled, why not enjoy oneself? The sun passes like a shuttle, night urges the day; Wu Shan remains as before and Wu Jiang is clear. Desolate palaces and old gardens are hard to feel for; I wonder who sent the deer of Nanshan Mountain To still descend beneath Gu Su Tai. |
| 9 | 《飲馬長城窟行》 Yinma Changchengku Xing |
| 10 | 長安城邉邊地永萬里，沙埸地無井，秦人掘土土作城，城下窟深河水冷漢家，將軍號，都䕶西征上隴寒，日暮野，駝跑水無處，尋飲馬，長城窟，邊去長城窟，古来戰死多白骨，征人半作馬下塵，猶向隂山鬭馳突，去時秋天霜鴈鳴，歸見玉闗春草生，將軍功髙封列城，鬭死伍符無姓名。 The Chang'an city's borderland stretches ten thousand li, where sandy fields have no wells. The Qin people dug the earth to build a city; beneath its walls lie deep caves and cold river water. A general's command echoes as the protector leads western campaigns up the Long mountain in bitter cold. At dusk on the wild plains, camels run without finding water, seeking only to drink their horses. In the Great Wall's caves, beyond those caves of the border, since ancient times many white bones lie from battles fought; half of the soldiers become dust beneath horse hooves. Still they charge fiercely toward Yanshan Mountain, leaving in autumn when frosty geese cry out, returning to see spring grass sprout at Yumen Pass. The general's great merit earns him fiefdoms over cities, yet those who died in battle remain nameless on the military records. |
| 11 | 長干曲 Changgan Qu |
| 12 | 黃昬明月上朱樓簾旌射月香霧浮畫闌，垂手樓中，女對月低，眉頭不舉人似長干橋下水，一去悠悠幾千里。謾道嫁，鷄逐雞飛，長千夫壻那得知！ At dusk, the bright moon rises above the red tower; through the embroidered curtains, the moonlight scatters as fragrant mist drifts past the painted balustrade. With hands hanging down in the pavilion, a maiden faces the moon and lowers her head, her brows furrowed, her figure resembling the water beneath Changgan Bridge, flowing away for thousands of miles with no return. Mandao jia, ji zhu ji fei, chang qianfu xu na de zhi! |
| 13 | 五男父。 A father of five sons. |
| 14 | 白頭垂垂五男父，一生辛勤立門戶。五男炊白割紅鮮，阿翁采薪供五男。悲風慘慘寒日暮，翁入采山遭猛虎。猛虎磨牙臥道邊，五男持㦸誰敢前。 With white hair hanging down, a father of five sons, he toiled diligently all his life to establish a family lineage. Five sons cook white meat and cut fresh red meat, Old man gathers firewood to provide for five sons. A bleak wind blew coldly as the sun set; an old man went into the mountains to gather herbs and encountered a fierce tiger. A fierce tiger grinds its teeth and lies by the roadside; five sons hold spears—who dares to advance? |
| 15 | 魔軍行。 The demon army marched forward. |
| 16 | 五嶺南来山最多驅車，日涉千陂陁山中，食菜不食肉，十室九家俱事魔，縣官給錢捕魔鬼八萬魔，軍同日起，將軍新破彊敵，囘馬前，班劍如流水，新斬妖精，㧞羽幢，傳首天庭藁街死。當時平田作戰場，至今遺骼無人藏，舊居雖在人，不見破屋蕭蕭圍短牆。 To the south of Wuling, there are many mountains where carriages frequently travel; one traverses thousands of hills and ridges daily within the mountain range. People eat vegetables but not meat, and in ten households, nine practice magic. The county officials give money to capture eight hundred thousand devils. On the same day, the army mobilized together, and a general newly defeated a powerful enemy. Before turning back his horse, he arranged swords like flowing water; freshly beheaded demons, raised feathered banners, and sent their heads to Tian Ting Gaotie Street for execution. At that time, Pingtian was a battlefield; to this day, the remains of the dead are left unburied. Although the old dwellings still stand, no people can be seen, and broken houses with low walls surround the place desolately. |
| 17 | 輸粟行。 Transport grain to proceed. |
| 18 | 天寒邨落，家家忙，飯牛穫稻催滌場，燎薪炊黍呼婦子，夜半舂粟輸官倉，大兒擔囊小負橐，埽廩傾囷不須惡。縣胥里正不到門，了得官租舉家樂。去年有米不願餘，今年白米要如珠，路傍老人拍手笑，盡道官兵嫌米粗。良農養兵與敵競，敵騎不來自亡命，田家終歲貢耕糜，十農養。得一兵肥，一兵倡亂，十兵隨千家，一炬無孑遺，莫養兵養兵，殺人人不知。 The cold weather in the village, every family is busy. They feed oxen and harvest rice to hurry to the threshing floor; they burn firewood to cook millet and call their wives and children. At midnight, they pound millet to deliver to the government granary. The older son carries a sack while the younger one bears a bag on his back. They sweep the storehouse and pour grain into the silo without needing to be bad-tempered. The county official did not visit the door of Xuxi village head, and thus the entire family rejoiced at having fulfilled their official tax obligations. Last year there was rice but we did not want to have any left over, this year white rice is as precious as pearls. An old man by the roadside clapped his hands and laughed, saying that all the soldiers and officials disliked coarse rice. Good farmers raise soldiers to compete with the enemy; the enemy's cavalry does not come from runaway convicts. Farming families contribute their entire year's supply of millet for farming, ten farmers support one soldier. One soldier is fat, one soldier incites rebellion, ten soldiers follow a thousand families; one torch leaves no survivors. Do not raise troops, raising troops leads to killing people without anyone knowing. |
| 19 | 寒食曲 Cold Food Tune |
| 20 | 三月江南好春色，買酒，家家作寒食。男呼女喚俱出遊，扶老醉歸歡樂極。街頭盡日無人行，多在山邨少在城，踏歌賽願一時了上冢，歸來聞笑聲，豈料如今一百五，畫㦸滿城椎戰鼓，子孫半作泉下人，薄酒不澆山上土，死者已往生者存，隨分歡娛各兒女，烹魚裹菜當盤飱，花作紅妝鳥歌舞，君不見，江南江北多戰埸，去年白骨無人藏。 The spring scenery of Jiangnan is at its best in March; buy wine, every household prepares Hanshi Festival. Men called out to women and they all went out for a tour, supporting the elderly and returning drunk with utmost joy. The streets remain empty all day, with few people in the city and more in mountain villages. They stomp their feet singing songs to fulfill vows at ancestral tombs for a while, then return home hearing laughter; how could they have imagined that now, on the hundred-and-fifth day after Qingming, painted banners fill the city and war drums beat like hammers? Half of descendants are already people beneath the springs [i.e., dead], thin wine cannot moisten the soil on mountain graves. The dead have passed away while the living remain; each child and daughter enjoys life as they please. Boiling fish and wrapping vegetables for a meal, flowers serve as red makeup and birds sing and dance. Haven't you heard? There are many battlefields both south and north of the Yangtze River, last year's white bones were left unburied by anyone. |
| 21 | 《木芙蓉歌》 Song of the Hibiscus Mutabilis |
| 22 | 吴江十里霜，華淺，秋空無雲霜日暖芭蕉樹暗簾幕垂木芙蓉開紅婉婉銀牀霧重梧葉飛金錢埽地秋蘭萎，無人自對秋風笑黃蜀葵」「花不同調慢，綠妖紅解醉人徐孃未老秋孃少少年時節歡樂多「紅蓮影落秋江波若邪女兒白如玉夜半采蓮聞櫂歌，驚風吹浪鴛鴦起」，「囘頭日月龍梭裏，對花不飲今蹉跎。涙溼秋風當奈何秣陵行」。 Ten li of frost in Wujiang, Hua Qian, autumn sky without clouds. On a warm day with frost, the banana trees are dark and the curtain hangs down; red hibiscus blooms gracefully. Silver beds are heavy with mist, ginkgo leaves fly like gold coins sweeping the ground. Autumn orchids wilt—nobody is there to face the autumn wind laughing. "Huangshukui," flowers in different tones slowly, green 妖 red intoxicates people. Xu Niang has not aged; Qiu Niang is young and youthful. In those happy times of youth, joy was abundant. "The shadow of red lotus falls on the autumn river waves. The daughter of Rixie is white as jade. At midnight picking lotuses, oar songs are heard; startled winds blow up waves, geese rise." "Looking back at the sun and moon in the loom of dragons, facing flowers without drinking now is a regret." Tears wet by autumn winds—what can one do? The march to Moling. |
| 23 | 秣陵城門，夜不開，城頭撾鼓鳴春雷，緋衣擎火燎民屋，萬井一炬飛紅埃，道傍橫尸人不識血流。但見秦淮赤府中官吏一百人，盡取姓名書罪籍，元戎被執不得歸，賊坐黃堂縱呵叱，明朝傳檄下九州。九州牧伯不敢收。可笑官軍櫜，羽箭環視走卒攖城樓將軍樓船下，巫峽膽落雙旌俱。捲甲日梟五十三頭顱一戰何曾短，兵接今年新起故將軍灞陵醉尉勿浪瞋文致太平武定亂，非渠，誰復清風塵？ The gates of Moling city did not open at night; on the city walls, drums were beaten like thunder in spring. Red-robed men carried torches that set civilian houses ablaze; a single flame from ten thousand wells sent red dust flying. Corpses lay across the roadside, unrecognizable, with blood flowing everywhere. But I see in the red mansion of Qinhuai, a hundred officials and attendants are all taken for their names to be recorded in the register of crimes; Yuanrong is captured and cannot return. The bandits sit on the yellow hall, freely issuing orders and scolding people, while the imperial decree is transmitted by morning, reaching all nine provinces. The governors of the nine provinces dared not take charge. It is laughable that the official troops, with their quivers of feathered arrows, surrounded by common soldiers and approaching the city tower and general's pavilion under the river fleet, caused the Wuxia to lose heart, both banners flying together. On a single day, fifty-three heads were beheaded; in one battle, how could their might ever wane? The troops have met this year's newly appointed general. The drunken officer of Balin, do not rashly show anger. Civil governance brings peace and martial strength quells chaos. If not for him, who else would clear the dust and turmoil? |
| 24 | 《競渡曲》 Jingdu Qu (Song of Dragon-Boat Racing) |
| 25 | 江風獵獵吹紅旗，舟人結束誇水嬉。短衣青帽錦半臂，橫波皷鬛飛鯨鯢。江潮漫漫江水濶，浪花擊碎千堆雪。畫橈擘水挽不囘，白羽離弦箭初脫，歸來醉作踏浪歌，應笑吴兒拜浪婆，朱樓相映綠隂裏，兩岸人家歡樂多，飯筒角黍纏五采，楚俗至今猶未改。日暮空歌何在斯，不見三閭憔悴時。 The river wind howled fiercely as it billowed the red banners; the boatmen, dressed in their gear, boasted of water sports. He wore a short coat and green cap with half-armor of brocade; his eyes, like rolling waves, and his flowing hair flew like the scales of a giant fish. The river tide is vast and the river water wide, Wave flowers shatter into countless piles of snow. The oars split the water and do not return, white feathers leave the bowstring as arrows just depart; returning drunk, I compose a song of treading waves, should laugh at Wu children bowing to their mother by the waves. Red towers face each other in green shade, both banks' people enjoy much joy; rice bowls and zongzi wrapped with five colors, Chu customs remain unchanged until today. At dusk, where is the empty song? Not seeing Sanlv's time of wretchedness. |
| 26 | 《射鹿行》。 "Shelu Xing." |
| 27 | 白羽紅旗遶山麓，爭向山前射奔鹿，獵夫舉網常苦辛，誰寢其皮食其肉。腹中著子初成斑，梅花碎點真珠圎，雙桃壓髻玉簮短，去作誰家頭上冠，貴家金多逐時好，尚蹙蛾眉嫌不蚤，一皮可值千萬錢，競作苞苴當珍寳，大者有茸膽有紋，舉無遺族如何冤？玉纓瓊弁者誰子？始作此俑知非賢。 White feathers and red banners encircle the foot of the mountain, all vying to shoot the fleeing deer before the hill. The hunters raise their nets with constant hardship; who rests on its hide and eats its flesh? The fetus in the womb has just formed a spot; Crushed plum blossoms and pearls form circles. Double peaches press down on the hairpin, jade 簪 short, Going to become whose headpiece? Noble families with abundant gold follow fashion's favor, Still frown at their eyebrows as if they are not early enough. One pelt is worth ten thousand coins, Competing to wrap and stuff it as a precious treasure. Large ones have fur and patterns, None left in the family—how unjust! Who is the son of Yu Yingqiongbian? The one who first made this terracotta figure knew he was not a virtuous man. |
| 28 | 《雙鵲飛行 Double Magpies Flying |
| 29 | 憶昔江鄉遭亂離，兩翁避地雙鵲飛，一鵲南翔一鵲北，北鵲墮地南鵲棲。天長地逺去不返，巢傾卵覆令人悲。去年賊兵初聚黨，今日王師方解圍。舂陵萬戶纔有幾，駱谷一家空獨歸。歸尋故里不知處，白首支撐滿塗路。城西有屋無人居，城東有地無屋廬，彷彿相從舊遊處，淚棲雙睫還欷歔。 Recalling the past, my hometown suffered from turmoil and chaos; two old men fled to a place where twin magpies flew. One magpie flew southward while the other flew northward; the northern magpie fell to the ground while the southern magpie perched. Heaven is long and earth distant, going without return; when a nest tilts and eggs break, it brings sorrow to people. Last year the bandit forces first gathered as a faction, today the royal army has just lifted the siege. Only a few ten-thousand-household families remain in Chongling, and now one family from Luogu returns alone. Returning to search for my native place, I do not know where it is; with a white head, I struggle along the road full of mud. To the west of the city there are houses but no one dwells in them; to the east, there is land but no huts or dwellings. They seem like places I once visited before; tears gather on my double eyelashes as I sigh with emotion. |
| 30 | 燕銜栢行。 The swallows carry pines and go. |
| 31 | 雙燕何時來，瀚海寄巢修，椽巢不改春深巢，穏初養雛，雙雛引領，仰呼哺雄將雌出雙雛，孤雛危墮地聲，呱呱雌隨雄，歸見雛泣，主人將雛納其室，雙雛脫死翅欲開，元衣素臆去復來。明年，主人開夀宴，畫鼓停，撾歌舞徧雙雛，傍席爭囘，旋共銜青栢置尊前，口不能言，對以臆，再拜夀君如栢年。 When will the two swallows return? They had sent a nest to be built in the vast sea. The rafters of the nest remain unchanged, deep into spring. At first, they raised their young carefully; two fledglings looked up eagerly, calling out for food from the male and female parents. One fledgling fell dangerously to the ground, crying loudly; the mother followed the father back, saw her young weeping, and the owner took the fledgling into his room. The two fledglings escaped death, their wings about to spread, dressed in pure white feathers, they left and returned again. The following year, the host held a birthday banquet. The painted drums ceased beating; the dancers and musicians performed for both young children. They rushed back to their seats, then turned around together, holding green cypress branches in their mouths, unable to speak, expressing themselves with gestures instead. They bowed twice before the host, wishing him longevity like that of the cypress tree. |
| 32 | 《石婦行》。 The Ballad of Shi Fu. |
| 33 | 生男有閨房，莫娶青樓倡。生女事姑嫜，莫嫁遊冶郎。倡心從人無定準，遊子一去忘故鄉。山頭義婦無人識，踴身上山生死隔。人将此婦作石看，不信此心元是石，相從豈復無他人，髧彼兩髦真我特。江流可盡山可平，不盡悠悠千古情，蚤知郎去無消息。悔不將身事，尾生莫愁歌。 If you have a son and a boudoir, do not marry a courtesan from a pleasure house. When a daughter-in-law serves her mother-in-law and father-in-law, she should not marry a wayward young man. The heart of a woman is fickle and follows others without fixed standards; once a wandering son departs, he forgets his hometown. The virtuous woman on the mountain is unknown to all, leaping onto the mountain she faces life and death apart. People regard this woman as stone, Not believing her heart is originally stone. Could there be no other person to accompany me? Those two tresses of hers are truly my special one. The river's flow may be exhausted and mountains leveled, yet endless is the emotion through millennia; had I known you would leave without word. Regret not devoting one's body to a cause, like the song of Weisheng and Mu Chou. |
| 34 | 「蓮花深紅蓮葉綠，平沙月上鴛鴦宿，青腰玉版蘭作「橈」，月下莫愁歌一曲。移船入花花轉，深花深調苦難」為音。江邊夜半誰為語，只有嬋娟知此心」，「露華漸白月漸午，刺舟自覓米時路。明朝繫纜栁邊門」，却在夜來潮落處」倡樓詞。 The lotus flowers are deep red, the lotus leaves green; on level sand beneath the moon mandarin ducks roost. A girl with a slender waist and jade tablet holds a "rao," under the moon she sings a song without sorrow. Move the boat into the flowers, the flowers turn, deep flowers, deep tune, bitterness and difficulty" as the melody. "Who will speak with me at midnight by the river? Only Changhuan knows this heart," "The dew becomes gradually white and the moon reaches its zenith; I row my boat to seek the path of rice time myself." In the Ming dynasty, they tied up the boat at Liu Bianmen, yet sang songs of a building by the place where the tide receded last night. |
| 35 | 桃李豔：春風榮華照京洛，九陌飛香塵未樓。響絃索，美人倚脩欄青娥捲珠箔白面誰？家郎巴商載金橐大艑何？岢峩繫舟樓，下泊哀弦雜清歌。日日樓中樂，謂言如江流偕老。有盟約，一朝買嬋娟蟬鬢輕梳掠。情從新人歡，恩與舊人薄。去年與青棠，今年贈芍藥。人生有榮謝，曾不待衰落。倡女不嫁人深心，失期約遊麻姑觀。 Tao Li Yan: The spring breeze brings glory and splendor to Jingluo; on the nine roads, fragrant dust flies toward the tower. The zithers resound, a beauty leans on a long railing, with jade curtains rolled up—whose fair face is it? What is the name of the large boat that carries gold and silver for the family of Langba Shang? The boat mooring pavilion at Keduo is quiet, below which lutes and clear songs blend together. Day after day we enjoy ourselves in the tower, saying that our union will last as long as the river flows together into old age. There is an oath of alliance, one day buying the beauty's cicada-like hair lightly combed and brushed. The feelings follow the joy of a new lover, while the affection for an old one grows thin. Last year with Qingtang, this year peonies are given. Human life has honor and decline, yet it does not await decay to fade. The courtesan did not marry a man of deep feelings, and missed her appointment to visit Machgu Temple. |
| 36 | 清秋禾黍罷南畆，幽事少，凌晨有佳興，振䇿事輕蹻。㣲蹤躡飛猱，雄跳髙木杪。上有仙子祠，棟宇頗傾撓，騰空想雲軿，遺像空鳥爪，黃冠三四輩，生意良草草。更欲問丹爐，雲山遂窮討，道人笑不言，此意未遽曉。但云須趣轅山靜虎出蚤勝踐良獨難，仙事亦杳渺。了知世俗人，塵凡隔蓬島」。 In the clear autumn, millet and sorghum fields in the southern fields are harvested; there is little to do. Early in the morning, I feel a pleasant urge, and with a whip in hand, I set out on a light journey. Trailing without trace like a flying gibbon, it leaps mightily to the treetop's tip. Above is a shrine of the Immortal Lady, its beams and eaves somewhat leaning; soaring into the air, one imagines cloud carriages, but only traces like bird claws remain. Three or four monks in yellow hats are there, their vitality and endeavors quite haphazard. I would rather ask about the cinnabar furnace, To thoroughly explore the clouded mountains; The Daoist laughed without speaking, This meaning was not yet understood. But it is said that Yu Xuyu must hasten to Yuan Mountain, where Jing Hu's early victory and the practice of virtue are difficult for Lüdu alone; immortal affairs also remain obscure. Fully understand worldly people, dust and mundane things separate Pengdao Island." |
| 37 | 小壺貯江蠟，二梅、幽、絶俱可喜，作三絶遮眼梅花不要多，惱人無復奈香何月明羞著銅壺影，矮樹斜枝憶短坡」。 A small pot holds Jiang wax; the plum blossoms, yōu, and jué are all delightful. Create three absolute wonders to cover one's eyes—plum blossoms should not be too many, for they vex people beyond what fragrance can do. Under moonlight, the copper pot's shadow is shyly cast; short trees with slanting branches recall a low slope. |
| 38 | 吳孃解滴酥成蕊天女，能融蠟作花，付與詩人說妍醜風流。二女本同家。 Wu Niang jie disu chengrui tian nü, neng rong la zuo hua, fu yu shiren shuo yanchou fengliu. The two daughters originally belonged to the same family. |
| 39 | 「天上姮娥白玉肌蕊珠宮女鬱金衣，相逢月下渾無語，笑指蓬壺作伴歸。 The Jade Maiden of Ruzhu Palace, Chang'e with white jade skin and Yujin robes, meets under the moon in complete silence, smiling as she points to Penghu and returns home together. |
| 40 | 道由於潛将遊西，菩問之，路人云：已過逺人生如落花，隨遇皆可喜，但恐兜羅綿，牽連入荊杞。我馬今未羈，猶堪作幽事。道逢西菩山，欲問參寥子，舉鞭信蹇驢，褰裳渡流水，隠約望三山，展轉繞千里，吳兒指示儂，但隔一山耳，窮途殊可笑，興盡亦復止。吾曾坐天阸，萬事無不爾，小者今復肰，大者斯巳矣！」越臺夜雨。 Dao Youyu qianjiang you xi, Puwen zhi, luren yun: yi guo yuanren sheng ru luohua, sui yu jie ke xi, dan kong douluo mian, qianlian ru jingqi. My horse is not yet tethered; it can still be used for secluded affairs. On the way I encountered Xipu Mountain, wishing to inquire about Canliaozi. Lifting my whip, I trusted in my lame donkey; rolling up my trousers, I crossed the flowing water. Vaguely gazing at Three Mountains, winding around for a thousand li. A boy from Wu pointed it out to me: "It is only separated by one mountain." How laughable this dead-end path is! When the 兴致 was exhausted, I stopped as well. "I once occupied a perilous position in heaven, and nothing was not thus; small matters are now repeated, and great ones have already ended!" Night rain at Yuetai. |
| 41 | 夜暗秦淮雨，燈昏越女祠。寒窗歸夢短秋枕，客情知鳧鴈初，何定雕蟲，技亦卑明朝。江上去重理，釣魚絲晚遊，戒珠寺寺，王逸少舊宅，寺僧秉燭觀。王右軍畫像，出訪鵞、墨二池，歸巳三更。 At night, the Qinhuai River is shrouded in rain; lamps dimly illuminate the Yue Nu Temple. The cold window returns with a short autumn dream on my pillow; as a traveler, I know the geese have just arrived. What is certain is that carving insects is a humble skill for tomorrow. Go upstream to Chongli, go fishing and take a late afternoon stroll; Jiezhu Temple, the former residence of Wang Yishao, the monks in the temple hold candles for viewing. The portrait of Wang Youjun was painted by visiting the White Goose and Ink Pools, returning at three geng after noon. |
| 42 | 悠悠倦徂征，忽忽厭羇旅，出門復風埃，況乃迫煩暑，兹遊愜初心，突兀見精宇，髙人昔所廬，樹木亦竒古，㣲風入冠裳，林影散廊廡，僧窗靜無塵，燈火照眉宇，閲此坦腹姿，䰅髪稀可數，樂死固不虛，顔色如處女，平池渺清泉，淅瀝過新雨，誰言臨池上，至技本天與，鵞羣久已空，團扇復何許？興盡且當歸，夜半月方吐歸雲洞。 Endless and weary of travel, I am suddenly tired of being a traveler. Stepping outside, I meet dust in the wind; how much more so with the oppressive heat? This journey pleases my original heart, when abruptly I see an elegant building. Once was the dwelling of a noble recluse, whose trees and woods are also strange and ancient. A faint breeze enters my cap and robe, scattering shadows through the corridor. The monk's window is quiet without dust; lamps and fire illuminate his brows. Seeing this relaxed posture, sparse white hair can be counted. To die in joy was not false; his complexion resembles that of a maiden. A flat pool holds clear spring water, dripping after new rain. Who said by the pond, supreme skill is naturally given? The goose flock has long been empty; where now are those round fans? When the 兴致 is exhausted, one should return; at nightfall, the moon begins to rise above Guiyun Dong. |
| 43 | 南華老明師，遺像頗清古。昔為挂空月，今作歸雲土。雲來初無心，雲去定何處！空餘暗竇泉，翠盎含白乳。華堂誰復支，缺甃久未補。林聲自成風，山潤疑欲雨。窮幽眼未饜，曳杖足巳苦。入山無與迎，出山信誰阻？有客自去來，山僧無一語。 Master Lao Ming of Nanhua has a portrait that is particularly elegant and ancient-looking. Once a hanging empty moon of old, now it becomes returning cloud soil. The clouds come without intent; where will they go when they depart! Only empty caves and springs remain, green bowls containing white milk. Who will support this grand hall again? The broken bricks have long remained unrepaired. The rustling of trees forms its own wind; the mountain's moisture seems about to bring rain. The depths of seclusion have not yet sated my eyes, and dragging my staff has already become painful for my feet. Going into the mountains, who will meet me? Coming out of the mountains, whom should I trust to not hinder me? A guest came and went as he pleased, while the mountain monk had not a single word to say. |
| 44 | 次韻次卿見寄 Following the Rhyme of Ciqing's Letter to Me |
| 45 | 此生懐抱向誰開？惟有華顛苦見催萬事只今渾是夢，寸心堪笑巳成灰路長安得詩飛去交淺，惟愁雨不來此意喜君無冷煖尺書，頻寄塞鴻回。 To whom can I open my heart and aspirations in this life? Only the white hair on my temples painfully urges me; all worldly affairs are now but a dream. A mere heart, laughably already turned to ashes. How can poetry fly away from this long road? Our acquaintance is shallow, I only fear that rain will not come. This feeling brings joy as you remain unaffected by cold or warmth. Often send letters, the wild geese return from the frontier. |
| 46 | 病後二首 Two Poems After an Illness |
| 47 | 山有生前約花，畱病後開得閑，如吾少扶步與誰來，閉戶深，防客哦詩穏送杯夕陽如有意，催月與徘徊病後身還健憑髙喜，欲顛亂山推不去，一水忽當前逺碧飛雙鷺，平湍落釣船自今如不死餘日盡詩年二月二十八日雪晴步上西山亭示天用兄弟山崦猶殘雪，人家欲禁煙客寜，嫌鳥語，晴亦惜花妍愁色連千里春風又一年亭髙莫囘首，白髪滿江天晴色，牽人出春風惱不歸鳥爭呼永日花，各醉斜暉杖䇿從誰去持杯與願違，兵戈愁外滿人物，眼中稀，次韻姑溪興國寺晚眺。 The mountain still has the living before the plum blossoms, left after illness to bloom in leisure. Who will support my weak steps and come with me? Shutting the door deeply, guarding against guests who recite poetry steadily as I send cups into the sunset. If the evening sun had intent, it would urge the moon to wander. After illness, my body remains strong; ascending high brings joy, wanting to overturn the mountain but unable to do so. Suddenly a stream appears before me: distant blue skies fly with two egrets, level rapids fall from fishing boats. From now on, if I were not to die, all remaining days would be spent in poetry. On the twenty-eighth day of the second month, snow cleared as I walked up West Mountain Pavilion and showed it to my brothers Tianyong. The mountain still had lingering snow; people's homes nearly forbade smoke. Guests certainly did not resent bird songs, even on sunny days they cherished blooming flowers. Sorrowful colors stretch for a thousand miles—spring wind again brings another year. Do not look back from the high pavilion, white hair fills the river sky. Clear skies pull people out of spring winds that trouble and prevent return. Birds compete to call through endless daylight; each drinks in slanting sunlight. With staff and cane, who will go with me? Holding cups against my wishes, war and weapons fill the world beyond sorrow. People are rare in my eyes. In response to the rhyme from Guxi Xingguosi Evening Gaze. |
| 48 | 禪房花木有殘紅此地還因曲徑通。竹影看揺金瑣碎，風鈴解語玉丁東，人來白鳥横空處，山在先生倚杖中。絶唱未酬才已盡，夜燈搔首鬢如蓬。 The flowers and trees in the Chan room still have some faded red hues; this place is accessible through a winding path. The bamboo shadows appear to sway in golden fragments; the wind chimes speak in jade-like tones. Where people come, white birds cross the sky; the mountain stands within Master's leaning staff. The unparalleled song remains unrewarded, and talent has already been exhausted; by the night lamp I scratch my head, my hair like a tangle of hemp. |
| 49 | 次韻伯達大水，見懐》二絶。 Two absolute verse poems titled "Following the Rhyme of Bo Da's Great Flood, Showing My Thoughts." |
| 50 | 雨漲平池綠似堆，半扉春水眼，慵開無錢得買扁，舟去莫道舊來今不來。 The rain swells the flat pond green as a heap; half a door, spring water in sight. Lethargically opening, without money to buy a boat, go away—do not say that what came before will not come again. |
| 51 | 相望千家信不通，懸知春在雨聲中。蹇驢欲去愁泥滑，安得西飛六尺鴻！ A thousand households lie beyond sight, no messages can pass through; I know for sure spring is in the sound of rain. The donkey wants to go but is troubled by muddy and slippery ground; how can it obtain a six-foot wild goose that flies westward! |
| 52 | 次韻趙思誠、沈彥述春日和答三千客裏賢公子，八詠，詩中●沈郎，他日功名垂竹帛，只今悲笑共杯觴，鳥能娛客時相勸，雨亦憐花不打香。喚起春來同一醉，天敎閑日為君長。 In response to Zhao Sicheng and Shen Yanshu's spring day poem, "Three Thousand Guests," with a regulated verse: The Eight Elegies. In the poem, "●Shen Lang," one day your achievements will be recorded in bamboo slips and silk scrolls; now we share cups of wine together in sorrow and laughter. Birds entertain guests by urging them to drink at times; rain also pities flowers and does not beat their fragrance. Wake up and get drunk together with spring; Heaven allows idle days to be long for your sake. |
| 53 | 次韻吳思道，贈姑溪道人。 In response to the rhyme of Wu Sidao, a gift for Guxi Daoren. |
| 54 | 殘生擬覓山中伴，萬事厭從兒輩談。笑吾攜家常作客，羨君買地已成菴。蚤將遼海千年夢，換得曹溪一滴甘。聞與道人新結社，嬾雲今不是常參。 My remaining years I would seek to spend with companions in the mountains; all worldly matters I have grown weary of discussing with my younger generation. Laughing at my carrying a family and often being a guest, I envy you for having bought land and already built an hermitage. Early on, transform the thousand-year dream of Liao Hai into a single drop of sweetness from Caoxi. I heard that Master Yu has recently formed a new group; Luan Yun now is no longer a regular participant. |
| 55 | 次韻次卿攜酒見過。 Following the rhyme scheme of Ci Qing's poem for bringing wine to visit me. |
| 56 | 睡過花時無好懐，柴門誰閉復誰開？擬從月下放舟去，更趁東風攜酒來，鬢髮且休論蚤白，悲歡正好付殘杯。君無舊雨仍今雨，相見應須日百囘」。 Sleeping through blooming flowers brings no joy, Who closes and who opens the thorny gate? I would like to set off in a boat beneath the moon, and then take wine with me on the east wind. Let us not speak of premature graying hair; joy and sorrow are best entrusted to the remaining cups. "Though you have no old friends but only new ones now, we should meet a hundred times each day." |
| 57 | 得次卿近書。 I received a recent letter from Ciqing. |
| 58 | 白水彭門道，秋風古戰場。人應思故國，樓更在斜陽。消息憑魚素，遊蹤問草堂。蘭芽知已茁，何日見諸郎晚霽 The road to Baishui Pengmen, autumn winds over an ancient battlefield. People should think of their homeland; the tower stands even more so under the slanting sun. I rely on fish silk to send messages and inquire about your whereabouts at the Thatched Cottage. The bluebells know they have already sprouted; when will I see you, young men, after the rain clears? |
| 59 | 翠葉看成幄，濃春喚不囘。愁今連落絮，雨欲到黃梅埽。地花狼藉開門燕。往來晴峯數點出。暝色一禽催過張。參軍故居曲肱亭，舊居在焉山谷。老人名亭且有詩。所謂鄰雞呼不起，擁將出京畿。老眼愁千斛飢，須粟一囊遂成。遲去魯還作，薄遊梁客思風塵。惡鄉音，道路長，何時秣歸馬趣吾理晨裝次韻次卿寄姑溪時，欲問舍宛陵。 The emerald leaves appear like a canopy; lush spring calls but does not return. My sorrow today is like falling catkins; rain seems about to reach Huangmei Saoo. The ground is strewn with fallen flowers as swallows fly past the open gate. The peaks emerged as a few points on the road between clear weather and travel. The dusk color, one bird urging past Zhang. The former residence of the military officer is Quheng Pavilion, and his old home was located in Yanshan Valley. The old man's name was Tingqie, and he had poetry. So-called neighbor's hen call cannot rise, carry them out of the capital region. My old eyes were filled with sorrow and hunger for thousands of measures, but I eventually managed to obtain a single sack of millet. Chi Qulu had not yet returned from his journey, and lightly touring Liang, he felt homesick for the dust of the world. I dislike the local dialect; the road is long. When can I feed my horse and hasten back to prepare for morning travel? Following the rhyme of Ciqing's letter sent to Guxi, at that time I wished to find lodging in Wanling. |
| 60 | 吾亦平生，欲執鞭，拜公眉，宇記當年泰和人物真圗畫李白風流似列仙，雪裏已無囘櫂意」。文中新有《卜居篇》「幅巾還作溪堂夢，何日，相從句水邊」。 My whole life I have wished to hold the reins, bow before your eyebrows, and remember in my mind the true portrait of the people of Taihe from those years; Li Bai's charm resembles that of a celestial being, yet there is no longer any intention to return by boat through snow. The article newly includes "Buju Pian" ("A Poem on Choosing a Place to Live"): "Wearing only a plain headcloth, I still dream of Xitang; when will we ever meet by the riverbank?" . |
| 61 | 河魨。 River catfish. |
| 62 | 水沒江邨，不見沙河，魨吹絮荻成芽。平生所欠惟一死，可更杯中論鏌釾。 The water submerged Jiangcun village, and the Shahe River was not visible; mullet blew flax and reeds into sprouts. All I have ever owed in my life is but one death; how could we still discuss weapons over cups of wine? |
| 63 | 釣蓑常恨此盟寒，兩歲珍庖屢入盤。細雨春江從此逝，不應猶棄季鷹官。 I often regret that this oath is cold like a fishing cloak, yet for two years the precious kitchen has repeatedly placed it on the serving platter. The spring river's fine rain departs from here; one should not still abandon Jiying's official post. |
| 64 | 雨餘便有愁意，夜聞絡緯聲甚急。朝来三尺雨，一灑遍原隰。秋風埽快霽，涼氣便相襲。幽人倚寒窗，睡眼已生澁淅。瀝井梧聲風，枝擺餘溼推枕夜未央牽幌，月還入凄肰。裘褐念感此絡緯，泣嗟吾豈不知索？衣裳無及，家機臥空軸麻縷無可緝。殷勤語，秋蟲，相煎何太急。 After the rain, there was already a feeling of sorrow; at night I heard the sound of cicadas, which was very urgent. In the morning came three chi of rain, a single sprinkle covering both fields and low-lying areas. The autumn wind sweeps away the rain quickly, and cool air soon follows. A reclusive person leans by a cold window, his drowsy eyes already becoming dim and sluggish. The well's water murmurs with the wind, branches sway in the lingering dampness; I toss and turn through the endless night, the curtain drawn by the breeze, the moon still enters desolately. Qiu He nian gan ci luo wei, qi jie wu qi bu zhi suo? There were no clothes to be had, and at home the loom lay idle with empty bobbins; there was not even a single thread of hemp to spin. With earnest words, autumn insects, why press so urgently? |
| 65 | 行邁 Go forward. |
| 66 | 秋山淒無風，木葉寒自委。羇客不得歸，行邁日靡靡。●馬嘶暮塗，忍飢渡寒水。落日晚更明，棲鳥驚復起。人生各有求，誰能異生死。行行重行行，辛苦那得爾。亂石摧前輈，旋車亦當止。飢寒若見驅，臨風一長喟暮宿。 The autumn hills are bleak without wind, and the leaves of trees fall coldly on their own. The wayfarer cannot return home, and his steps grow ever more weary as he journeys on. The horse neighs along the evening road; I endure hunger and cross the cold stream. The setting sun grows even brighter at dusk, and roosting birds startle and rise again. Each person has their own aspirations in life; who can escape life and death? Going forward and going again, how hard it is for you to endure such hardships. Disordered stones damage the front axle of the carriage; turning back is also appropriate. Hunger and cold seem to drive me away; facing the wind I let out a long sigh as dusk falls for the night's lodging. |
| 67 | 朝行繞山麓，暮宿投孤邨。父老頗見招，落日猶在門。庖煙不滿竈，汲水復抱薪。為吾炊黃粱，一飽才逡巡。百錢得香醪，湛湛盈清尊。吾雖不解飲，亦足濡吾唇。纓足捫飽腹，燎衣煖餘熏。願言息劬勞，少涴塵埃昏。殷勤戒鳴雞，未用呼晨暾。 In the morning I travel along the foot of the mountain, and at dusk I stay overnight in a lonely village. The elders of the village often invited me; as the sun set, I still lingered at their gate. The cooking smoke does not fill the stove, and while drawing water I again carry firewood. Cook me yellow millet porridge, and I will be satisfied after just a short while. A hundred coins buy fragrant wine, clear and deep it fills the clean cup. Although I do not understand drinking, it is enough to moisten my lips. Tied feet touch a full belly, fire-roasted clothes warm the remaining fragrance. I wish to cease from toil and labor, to be less stained by worldly dust and dusk. With earnest care, he warned the rooster not to crow, for there was no need to call forth the morning sun. |
| 68 | 端午日，小雨已而復晴，斷雲飛，雨過平川，吹作團欒碧玉天酒綠彊能開病眼條長那解繫流年閑收，艾葉晴窗外。忍對榴花白髪邊，細葛香羅天上有烏紗白簟北窗眠。 On the Dragon Boat Festival, it rained lightly and then cleared up; broken clouds flew. After the rain passed over the flat plains, the wind blew, forming clusters of emerald jade-like skies that could barely open a sickly eye to see long, unruly branches. Leisurely gathered, mugwort leaves outside the sunny window. How can I bear to face the pomegranate blossoms by my white hair, Fine geshi and fragrant lu hang in the heavens; a black gauze cap and white bamboo mat for sleeping by the north window. |
| 69 | 五月八夜，月色明，甚望麻姑昭亭，二山天髙月白夜漫漫，倚杖來看月下山，老眼直窮煙霧外，諸峯渾在有無間，翰林晚酒今何處？仙女乗鸞去不還，天恐兩山看未足，故飛明鏡照孱顔。 On the night of the eighth day of the fifth month, the moonlight was bright. I greatly wished to visit Machu Zhaoting. The two mountains stretched toward the high sky with white moonlight and endless nights; leaning on my staff, I came to look at the mountain beneath the moon. My old eyes could directly see beyond the mist and fog—numerous peaks seemed to exist in a realm between presence and absence. Where is now the evening wine of the Hanlin Academy? The fairy maiden rides her 鸾 and departs without return; Heaven fears that two mountains might not be seen enough, so it sends a bright mirror to shine upon the rugged cliffs. |
| 70 | 讀林和靖集書其尾 Reading Lin Hejing's Collection and Writing at Its End |
| 71 | 泉石膏肓挽不囘，笑看嵩少仕途開暮年封禪無遺藁，平日江湖只釣臺。月自黃昏梅巳老，鶴無消息客誰来。吴兒不解髙人意，秋菊何當薦一杯」。 The stone of Quanhuang cannot be pulled back; laughing, he watches the official path in Song and Shao open. In his old age, there is no trace left from the ceremony on Mount Tai; all his life, by rivers and lakes, he only fished at the platform. The moon wanes from dusk until Mei Si grows old, and no word comes of the crane; who will visit this guest? "Wu er bu jie gao ren yi, qiu ju he dang jian yi bei." "The child Wu does not understand the meaning of a great man; when will autumn chrysanthemums be offered with a cup?" |
| 72 | 忻師開小軒秋霜之側，范龍閣名以絶塵要。予作詩。 Xin Shikai built a small pavilion beside the autumn frost; Fan Longge named it Juechenyao. I composed a poem. |
| 73 | 虎溪大士軒，雖小龍閣老人詩，更新積翠但令常到眼，軟紅元不解，隨人抗容俗裏自得計，望拜馬頭渠豈瞋只？好與君供一笑，世間何事可闗身」。 The Hu Xi Dashixuan, though small, is a poem by Longge Lao Ren. Refreshing and accumulating greenery but allowing frequent views, soft red originally does not understand; following others' resistance to vulgar things naturally brings satisfaction. Looking forward to bowing at the head of the horse channel, how could it be angry? "Good to share a laugh with you, what worldly matters can concern one's body?" |
| 74 | 酌明寂泉。 Zhuo Mingjiquan. |
| 75 | 修塗繚重岡，病足倦遊歴，山根得䝉泉石，盎貯深碧亭虚，繞朱欄，綠淨明水色。老禪黃蘖來棄置，久復憶振䇿，望青雲清泉裂崖壁，至今一掬甘長飲山中客金鼎，候松風，蒼龍破圎璧，醉腹澆彭亨，真味付冺默，何當謀，挈瓶徒倚終，日夕清甘不可潄，猿鳥與同喫洗吾，兩耳塵爛，煮南山石。 The road was repaired and the winding hills were encircled; my feet, ailing from fatigue of travel, found at the foot of the mountain the stone spring known as Mengquan. The deep emerald water filled an urn-like basin in the open pavilion, surrounded by red balustrades, where the green clarity of the waters was clearly visible. The old Chan master Huangbo came and abandoned it, long afterwards I recalled Zhencai, gazing at the blue clouds, clear springs split the cliff face; to this day a handful of sweetness for drinking, the mountain dweller Jin Ding waits for the pine wind, the green dragon breaks the round jade 璧, drunk belly poured into Pengheng, true flavor entrusted to silence and stillness. When shall we plan? Carrying water jars, leaning idly until dusk, the clear and sweet cannot be rinsed; monkeys and birds eat it with me. Wash my ears of dust, boil stones from Nanshan Mountain. |
| 76 | 中秋月下作 Written under the moon on Mid-Autumn Day |
| 77 | 去年城南作中秋，江雲遮月爛不收，幽人獨對秋風立，姮娥似隔重雲羞更長忽聽曉鼓急，夢去只有殘燈留，今歲不知身在此，門枕長江風自起，尊中有酒坐有客，江面如天月如水，秋風滿樹淒葉飛，新歡欲盡還成悲身，其餘幾事不偶，老之將至吾今衰，人生閲世自有數，萬事反覆難豫知，何當舉酒一再拜，與月更作明年期，宿蔣山。 Last year, on the Mid-Autumn Festival in the southern part of the city, river clouds obscured the moon and would not clear. A reclusive person stood alone facing the autumn wind; Chang'e seemed shy to appear through thick layers of cloud. The night stretched long when suddenly I heard the urgent sound of morning drums; my dream had gone, leaving only a dying lamp behind. This year, I do not know where my body is, for my gate rests by the Yangtze River and the wind rises on its own. There's wine in the cup and guests seated beside me: the river surface mirrors the sky, and the moon reflects like water. Autumn winds shake trees, causing leaves to fly with a mournful sound; new joys are about to end and turn into sorrow. Many other matters have not gone as planned; old age is approaching, and I now feel my decline. Human life observing the world has its own measure; all things change unpredictably. When can I raise a cup once more, bowing twice, making an appointment with the moon for next year? Stayed at Jiangshan. |
| 78 | 薄遊踐初心，寓宿便晚靜，山空秋有聲，人寂夜更永華鯨催曉色，有客動深省。焚香禮大士。支䇿上危嶺，黃金明窣堵。妙音生佛境，眼窮天先盡。地轉江萬頃，緬懐梁武帝。問法昔造請講師鳥巢中，道契言自領，奕奕天龍宮，金碧粲絶頂。我来修法供汲水具乳茗，願同桑下留。覽勝畢，餘景還從天際歸悠肰理煙艇，九日登鳳皇臺。 A brief journey renews my original aspirations; a night stay brings peace and quiet. The mountain is empty, autumn sounds echo; people are silent, the night feels even longer. The humpback whale urges on the dawn's color, as a guest stirs deep reflection. He burned incense and paid homage to Bodhisattva. Zhi Ce climbed the perilous ridge, Huang Jinming stupa. Wuoyin is born into a Buddhist realm, and with his eyes he sees the heavens end before their time. The land turns over ten thousand qing of river water, recalling with deep emotion Emperor Liangwu. Once upon a time, Wenfaxi requested Master Niaochao Zhong to give a lecture; the Dao was in harmony with words spoken by oneself, the Heavenly Dragon Palace stood stately and majestic, golden and jade-like brilliance shining resplendently at its peak. I have come to prepare the tea utensils and milk tea for drawing water; I wish to stay beneath the mulberry tree together. After finishing my tour of scenic spots, I gazed back at the remaining sights returning from the horizon to the leisurely drifting boat through a wisp of smoke; on the ninth day, I ascended Fenghuang Tai. |
| 79 | 落木驚髙秋旅食，念行役含羞古祠花青蕊未堪摘，雲山不著脚佳節似可惜一嘯百尺臺，往趁凌風翮羣山，如玉玦千，古圍故國孤城打。寒潮往事誰記憶？玉樹那得花金蓮去無跡。興亡更六朝，濺血㡬飛鏑。重曈飛上天，毰毸避繒弋。何年覽徳輝，古牓猶可識。父老無由詢，殘碑少遺刻。空餘弔古淚，自對斜陽滴。次韻國師對月見懐。 The falling leaves startle the high autumn, a traveler's meal brings thoughts of military service; I feel ashamed to pluck the blue blossoms at an ancient shrine, their delicate buds not yet ready for picking. The cloudy mountains cannot be reached with my feet; such a fine festival seems truly 可惜 (regrettable). A single cry from the hundred-foot terrace, going to chase the wings that ride the wind. Mountains in groups, like jade pendants, thousands of ancient enclosures and solitary cities of the old country strike. Who remembers past events during the cold wave? How could jade trees possibly bear golden lotus flowers? They have vanished without a trace. The rise and fall has changed six dynasties, splashing blood nearly flies with arrows. Zhongtong flew up to heaven, and the pisa birds avoided the nets and arrows. He Nianlan Dehui, the ancient plaque is still legible. The elders have no means to inquire, and broken steles bear few remaining inscriptions. Only tears for ancient times remain idle, dripping alone before the slanting sun. Following the Original Rhyme: "The National Master's Thoughts on Seeing the Moon" |
| 80 | 老子闗門不著書，奄奄真復似曹蜍，月來林下苦相憶」，「詩落眼前歡有餘，滿挹清光歸酒面，不分秋色到吾廬，胸中拍塞愁千斛，特地煩君一埽除」。 Laozi closed his gate and did not write books, faintly indeed resembling Cao Chu; the moon comes to the forest below, causing bitter longing for you. "The poetry before my eyes brings joy in abundance, I pour out clear light into my wine cup, autumn scenery does not reach my hut, sorrow fills my chest by the thousand measures, specially troubling you to sweep it away." |
| 81 | 寄徐季長 To Xu Jichang |
| 82 | 念昔桃始華，別君漳水頭，相別幾何時？天事司蓐收，闕月六度圎，相見閒何濶？百年飛電中，能得幾囘別？別君幾何時，憶君如飢渇，飢渴良有時，思君無時節，野人苦幽獨，相值誰與親，流落在蒼莽，坎坷一傷神，相望參與商相隔，雲與泥，草木沗臭味，笑談極相思，相思一何久，行行重囘首，囘首征鴈行，中有来書否？」次韻次卿中，秋月下書所見。 Recalling past days when peach blossoms first bloomed, I bade you farewell at the head of Zhangshui River; how long has it been since we parted? The Heavenly Affairs Office Roushou, six times the moon has rounded its arc in absence, how vast is the interval before we meet again? In a hundred years that flash like lightning, how many partings can one endure? When will we part once more? I miss you as one suffers from hunger and thirst. Hunger and thirst may have their time, but my thoughts of you know no season. A rustic man suffers in solitude; who can be close to me when we meet? Drifting and lost among the vast wilderness, hardships wound my spirit. We gaze at each other like Shen and Shang separated by distance—clouds and mud, grass and trees share only a faint scent. In laughter and talk, our longing reaches its peak; how long has this longing lasted? Step after step I turn back to look, turning back to see the line of migrating geese—among them, is there a letter from you?" In response to the rhyme of Ciqing Zhong, writing down what I see under the autumn moonlight. |
| 83 | 三載彭城夢新年故國，秋月當千里共酒要十分酬翠幕知誰捲雙鬟不奈羞寒螀莫相惱，啼作曉窗愁」。次韻元素，對雪十韻。 Three years of Pengcheng dreams, New Year's old homeland; autumn moon should be shared over a thousand miles, wine must be poured in full measure to repay the green curtain. Who knows who will roll it up? Two braids cannot bear shame. Cold cicadas, do not annoy me, crying by the window at dawn brings sorrow. In response to Yuan Su's verse with a borrowed rhyme scheme: "Ten Verses on Snowfall." |
| 84 | 雲凍風仍急，天低雪未收。山寒飛鳥絶江晚，一蓑幽曉樹梅初，放風簾絮自投孤鶱，迷逺鶴癡立看飢鷗櫪馬歸鞍速，鞲鷹獵羽遒連城埋睥睨，千騎冷貔貅。何處囘蘭櫂，誰人擁釣裘？閉門憐吾病，得句付君𢯱。上瑞書三白，登年在九秋。何當明月夜，同作廣寒遊》」。讀《涪翁黔南詩》作。 The clouds freeze and the wind still blows fiercely; the sky is low and the snow has not ceased. The mountain is cold, and flying birds vanish; the river grows late, and a single cloak reveals the quiet dawn where plum trees first bloom. Letting the wind loose, curtain fluff drifts toward a solitary hawk; lost in distance, a foolish crane stands watching hungry gulls tethered to horseback returning swiftly with saddles, falconers' hawks hunting feathers strong as walls of Liaocheng buried in disdain, thousands of riders cold like Pixiu. Where can one return with a boat of lanhao? Who will wear the fishing robe? I shut the door out of pity for my illness; I compose a verse and entrust it to you. The auspicious signs appear as three whites; the year of Dengnian is in the ninth autumn. "When will it be that on a moonlit night we may travel together to Guanghan?" Written after reading "Poems of Qiannan by Fuweng." |
| 85 | 阿香名字本無雙，流落真成竄夜郎蚤歲浪，言腸是錦只。今空復鬢成霜，名傳故國，猶驚座，詩入涪川尚滿囊，天為少陵增秀句，故敎遷客上瞿唐。 The name of Ashang is originally without equal; drifting and falling, it truly became banishment to Yelang. Since early years, the waves are turbulent; words and intestines are brocade only. Now, my temples are once again streaked with frost; my name is passed on in the old country and still astonishes those present. My poems, when entering Fu Chuan, remain full in my satchel. Heaven has added elegant lines for Shaoling, thus teaching the exiled traveler to ascend Qu Tang. |
| 86 | 次韻元，亢和邦師喜，其歸自錢塘，道人青眼，為君開前度，劉郎今又來白雨飽，催湖上，句紅妝誰把醉時杯，籬邊采菊山千疊，渡口呼船溪九囘。便恐橫翔到蓬閣，試尋林下小徘徊。 In the same rhyme as Yuan, Kang He Bangshi is delighted; he returns from Qiantang. The Daoist regards him with favor and opens up for you once again. Liu Lang now comes back in a downpour of white rain, urging by West Lake, who holds the cup of drunkenness when adorned in red? Picking chrysanthemums at the fence, mountains stretch in thousands of layers; calling a boat at the ferry, the stream winds nine times around. I am afraid that I may soar across to Pengge, so I will try to find a small place for leisurely strolls beneath the pines. |
| 87 | 送呂霞卿、呂當世棄官出家。 Sent Lü Xiaqing and Lü Dangshi to resign from official posts and become monks. |
| 88 | 得錢夢穢官、夢屍等，為臭腐焉，用為世人愛官如愛命君，獨棄官如棄泥，道人胸中少荆棘一色，但種棗，與棃華名，自取不足取語在《真誥》。髙位疾顛無乃危，魚須忽復入君手，三命循牆急須走，朝將玉磬誦琅函，夜著黃冠朝北斗，天上雲車久未来，壺中日月空長久，吴山楚澤兩西東，與子一笑殊匆匆，㑹當握手五百載，摩挲金牒還相從」。 They obtained the officials Qian Menghui, Mengshi, and others, who were foul and corrupt. Thus, it is said that worldly people love official positions as they love their lives; only this Daoist abandons office as he would discard mud. In the mind of a Daoist there are few thorns and brambles left; he plants only jujube trees and gives his name to pear blossoms, taking what is insufficient for himself. The saying is in "Zhen Gao". High office and rapid promotion are indeed perilous; suddenly, the fish beard enters your hands once more. Three decrees urge me to run along the wall in haste. By day I chant 琅函 with jade chimes, by night I wear a yellow hat facing the North Dipper. The celestial cloud chariot has long failed to come, and the elixir's sun and moon are but empty longevity. Mount Wu and Lake Chu lie far apart, east and west; With you, we share only a hurried laugh. We shall surely clasp hands for five hundred years, Polishing golden records as we reunite once more. |
| 89 | 趙丞家野堂。 Zhao Cheng's family courtyard. |
| 90 | 近喜崔斯立新成，背郭堂傍崖深置屋喚客小飛觴，稍遣花經眼。頻移竹過牆，官清公事少。夢熟鳥聲長，藤倚樛枝●，芸翻亂葉香騎曹休問馬，聱叟漫為郎，邱壑胸中事，乾坤醉處鄉人間。一遊戯出處，兩相忘，元夕睡起。 Recently I am delighted by Cui Sili's newly completed work, the Bei Guo Tang, where a small pavilion is built beside deep cliffs to invite guests for light drinking and sightseeing of flowers. Frequent shifting of bamboo beyond the wall, official duties are few due to a clean administration. The dream is deep, the birdsong long; vines lean on crooked branches. Fragrant leaves of yun turn in disorder. Ride and ask not about horses, old man with clumsy speech idly becomes an official. Hills and valleys are matters within my chest; heaven and earth become my hometown when I am drunk among people. Once playing and wandering about, forgetting each other, on the Yuanxi Festival I awoke from sleep. |
| 91 | 元夕不復飲，夜寒誰與娛。人隨千騎出，自對一燈孤。有夢須黃嬭，無情問紫姑。鼇山在天上，相望隔中區。次韻元素野步。 On the Yuanxi Festival I no longer drink; on this cold night, with whom can I take pleasure? People followed a thousand horsemen out, and I faced solitude with only one lamp. If you have a dream, consult Huangni; if you lack affection, ask Zigu. Ao Shan is in the sky, looking across from afar through the central region. Following the rhyme of Yuan Su's "Walking in the Countryside." |
| 92 | 金隄不復上蹣跚，矍鑠何勞彊據鞍從吾泥中甘蠖屈，看他髙處作鵬摶。錦江春色能供醉，濠上游魚亦可觀。聞有平沙邀晚步，定隨明月下林端」。 The golden embankment no longer ascends with faltering steps; why trouble to be vigorous and hold the reins of a horse? Follow me in contented crawling through the mud, watching from afar as he soars like a great peng at lofty heights. The spring scenery of Jinjiang can provide for intoxication; the fish upstream of Hao are also worth watching. Hearing that there is a flat sandbar inviting an evening stroll, I will surely follow the moonlight down to the edge of the woods." |
| 93 | 《奉酬韋深道見寄詩》 A Poem in Response to Wei Shendao's Verses Sent from Afar |
| 94 | 蓋世功名豈不佳，韋郎心事本煙霞，秋風自老千章木，春雨誰分一部蛙，夜鶴正愁雲出岫，鱸魚㑹遣客思家，從君紉意論幽恨，準擬應須到落花」。 "Worldly glory and fame, how could they not be good? Wei Lang's heart affairs are originally misty and rosy. Autumn winds naturally age a thousand chapters of trees; spring rains—who divides one toad into a section? The night cranes just lament as clouds emerge from the hills; mandarin fish will surely send guests longing for home. I follow your sincere intention in discussing secluded sorrows, planning indeed must reach fallen flowers." |
| 95 | 次韻邦伯達春寒。 Following the Rhyme of Bangbo: Spring Cold |
| 96 | 「嶺上梅花使已來，江南正月未春囘」，「頑雲放日歸蓬牖，殘雪將寒入酒杯，便有社風催燕到，何須羯鼓打花開」，「老於春事渾無意，睡起羣書正作堆」。 "The plum blossom envoy has already come from the mountain ridge, yet in Jiangnan the first month of spring has not yet returned." "Persistent clouds release sunlight back to my humble dwelling; remaining snow brings cold into my wine cup. Even if the festival winds urge swallows to arrive, why must a 羯 drum beat flowers open?" "Older than spring matters, I have no interest at all; upon waking from sleep, piles of books remain before me." |
| 97 | 次韻何丈即席。 Following the rhyme of Master He at a gathering. |
| 98 | 春風無力栁嫣，肰花欲争。春作意妍。坐上詩成雲態，度尊前人鬬。玉嬋娟，鳳簫初暖。參差竹檀板，還催大小絃。惡客正應妨作樂，主人渾似孟公賢。 The spring wind is powerless against willow blossoms, yet flowers wish to contend. Spring is filled with graceful intentions. The poems composed at the seat take on cloud-like forms, as people contend before the wine cups. Yu Chanjuan, Fengxiao chu nuan. The jade is graceful and delicate, the phoenix flute just warmed. The uneven bamboo clappers resound, still urging the large and small zithers. Evil guests should indeed hinder one's enjoyment of music and pleasure; the host is entirely like Meng Gong Xian in his virtue. |
| 99 | 次韻子容池亭晚思 Following the Rhyme of "Evening Thoughts at Chi Ting" by Zirong |
| 100 | 便到青雲尚黒頭，有亭莫賦二宜休，如君豈是池中物，更趁官閒作浪遊」。 "Even if you arrive at Qingyun while still bald-headed, do not compose poems about the pavilion and take rest; a man of your caliber is no mere creature confined to a pond, but should instead seize official leisure for adventurous travel." |
| 101 | 「漫叟江頭閑日月，輞川圗畫小池亭」，「謝郎春草》有新句，付與老人雙眼青」。 "The leisurely days and months by the riverhead of Mansou, a small pavilion beside the pool in Wanchuan painting," "Xie Lang's 'Spring Grass' has new verses, restoring my old man's eyes to youth." |
| 102 | 《次韻《次卿林下行歌》：「聞道君家隠鹿門，竹籬茅舍寄江邨，龎公事業無多子，只有平安遺子孫。 "Following the Rhyme of 'Xiqing's Song While Walking Beneath the Forest': 'I heard that your family has taken refuge at Lumen, a bamboo fence and thatched cottage by the riverside village. Pang Gong's achievements were not numerous; he only left behind peace and safety for his descendants.' " |
| 103 | 郡郭東邉是草堂嵓花時，雜澗花香，愁從把酒杯中少日向讀書窗下長。 To the east of the city wall, at Caochangyan, when flowers bloom in spring, fragrant scents from various mountain streams drift through the air; sorrow arises less often with wine cup in hand, while reading beneath the window becomes a long-lasting pleasure. |
| 104 | 身世無營䇿最良，年來幽事不多忙。飯牛欲起方朝露，種豆纔歸又夕陽。 A life without schemes or ambitions is most excellent; in recent years, quiet affairs have not kept me very busy. I want to rise and feed my ox when morning dew is still fresh, Having just returned from planting beans, I meet the setting sun once more. |
| 105 | 得酒固應聊獨飲，有田何苦不親鉏。客来深巷聞雞犬，便是淵明歸後居。 Getting wine should naturally lead to drinking alone, and having farmland why is there hardship in not personally tilling it? When guests arrive at a deep lane and hear the barking of dogs and cackling of hens, it is certain that this is the home where Tao Yuanming returned to live. |
| 106 | 聞蛙 Hear frogs. |
| 107 | 草合平，溝漲綠醅，亂蛙聲在古城隈。何時細雨春風夜，還我西池鼓吹来。 The grasses meet level ground, ditches swell with green wine, and clamorous frog sounds echo in the corners of the ancient city. When will it be on a night of fine rain and spring breeze, that my western pool is once again filled with music and revelry? |
| 108 | 次韻趙鈴，飲次卿家，時牡丹盛開，而僕不及，見《楊子草元仍有居河間，好事復多書。獨来林下相尋處，醉到花間得句初。人去不知紅爛熳。春殘忍看綠扶疎。明年許作尊前客，準擬籃輿喚阿舒。 In response to the rhyme of Zhao Ling, drinking at Ciqing's home. At that time peonies were in full bloom, but I did not arrive in time. See "Yangzi Caoyuan" still residing in Hejian, with many good deeds and books. Alone I come to this place beneath the trees where we once met, Drunk among the flowers, just beginning to compose a verse. People have gone and do not know how red and brilliant it is. It is cruel to watch the greenery gradually wither as spring fades. Next year I shall be a guest before you, respectfully planning to summon Ashu by means of a bamboo palanquin. |
| 109 | 婁黥菴納涼。 Lou Qing'an takes a cool rest. |
| 110 | 婁黥無，骨可封王，生事全，憑藥一囊閉戶翻。經頭巳白，開門延。客酒初嘗竹從春，後知無數花自山，来別有香，未有寸椽容吾老，聊分一榻借君凉。 Lou Qingwu, Guke Fengwang, Sheng Shi Quan, Ping Yao Yi Nang Bi Hu Fan. His hair had already turned white at the front of his head, and he opened the door to welcome [guests]. I first tasted the guest wine among the bamboo in spring, later I came to know that countless flowers bloom from the mountains. The fragrance is unique and delightful; there has yet been no small room where I can spend my old age, so I'll share a single mat with you for a bit of coolness. |
| 111 | 八月二十一日大熱，夜半㣲涼。 On the twenty-first day of the eighth month it was very hot, and at midnight it became slightly cool. |
| 112 | 八月大地千里赤蓐收，權輕苦無力，未許寒蟬抱風露，聊為秋蚊增羽翼，蒲葵呼扇腕欲揺，絺綌捐衣汗猶滴，誰遣西風夜半来，先向髙梧寄消息。 In the eighth month, the vast land for a thousand li is red with the harvest of autumn; authority is light and one suffers from weakness. It does not permit the cold cicadas to embrace wind and dew, merely adding wings and feathers to autumn mosquitoes. The fan of the pandanus leaf is called upon, its wrist about to sway, while fine hemp garments are discarded yet sweat still drips. Who has sent the western wind at midnight? First it conveys news to the tall ginkgo tree. |
| 113 | 《和李似表：丞㕔梅發用胡士曹，韻「江頭雪屋知誰家？雷中冷艶空爭華，不知何郎閉東閣，坐看江梅初者花，谷底春囘猶未透。天寒袖薄姿㣲●，黃昏有月誰復知，舉世無花出君右，人生一月幾胡盧，枝猶在手霜滿䰅，湖邊孤坐不飲酒，西湖處士空清臞，知君不學崔斯立，幅巾漫對枯松株，鐵心雖冷香自勝，金縷醉歌歡豈無？明朝花在有新句，詩成阿買還當書東牆橘將熟催以長句。 He Libiao: The magistrate's plum trees bloom with Hu Shicao, rhyme "Jiangtou Xuewu zhi she jia?" The thunderstorm chills and stains the sky, contending for brilliance; I do not know which gentleman has closed the eastern pavilion. Sitting quietly, watching the river plum trees first bloom, spring returns to the valley bottom but has yet to fully penetrate. On a cold day, with thin sleeves and delicate posture, At dusk when the moon shines, who else would know? In all the world, no flower surpasses yours in beauty; A human life is but one month of how many gourds (a metaphor for fleeting time)? The branch still clings to my hand as frost fills the hair, Sitting alone by the lake without drinking wine, The recluse of West Lake remains only a hollowly thin figure. Knowing you do not emulate Cui Sili, You casually face a withered pine wearing only a simple head cloth. Though your heart is iron and cold, fragrance naturally prevails; Is there no joy in singing drunk to golden threads? In the morning, flowers were blooming and there was a new verse; when the poem was completed, Maibuyou would write it on the eastern wall. The tangerines are about to ripen, urging with long verses. |
| 114 | 木奴嫋嫋半垂牆，故惱幽人苦未忙。雨細不妨無賴綠，簾疎時與可憐香，誰将磊落黃金顆，為付甘酸白雪囊。只有天公真解事，便須先借滿林霜。 The mulberry trees sway gently half over the wall; thus troubling the recluse who is still not busy. The fine rain does not hinder the lush green of the unruly sprouts; the sparse curtain occasionally allows the fragrant scent to pass through. Who will take these noble golden grains, and place them into a white silk pouch filled with sweetness and sourness? Only if Heaven truly understands affairs would it first lend full forest frost. |
| 115 | 飲沈都曹家梅花下。 Drank at Shen Ducao's home under the plum trees. |
| 116 | 去年夜走三百盤，山中飛雪朝漫漫，不知春向夢中盡，更有梅花醉後看。今年冬溫寒力軟，春入梅梢巳堪翦。插花重飲故人尊，猶得一枝供細撚。豈知藂棘避戈鋋，還對粉香驚婉孌。花前楚客狂欲顛，月下吳牛定欲喘。明年尚恐賊連營，零落肎敎花滿眼，只今猶可醉餘香，杯行到君莫嫌滿」。 Last year at night I hurried along the Three Hundred Pans, flying snow in the mountains spread widely by morning; not knowing that spring had ended in my dreams, there were still plum blossoms to be seen after getting drunk. This winter is warm and cold forces are weak; spring has already entered the plum twigs and they can be cut by now. I insert flowers and drink again from my old friend's wine cup, still managing to obtain a single branch for careful plucking. How could one know that thorny brambles avoid spears and halberds, yet still face the fragrant powder in amazement at tender beauty. Before the flowers, the Chu guest is wild and about to go mad; under the moonlight, the Wu ox is determined to pant. "Next year I still fear the bandits' connected camps, will scattered blossoms dare to fill my eyes? For now it is still possible to be drunk on the lingering fragrance; let the cups flow—do not mind their fullness when they reach you." |
| 117 | 次韻同舒，天用和元，夜亂離燈火不成，春月下歸時有幾人？吾老尚堪陪一笑，世間無似此閑身。 Following the rhyme of Tongsu, Tianyong and Yuanyuan, at night chaos disperses, lamps and fires not yet formed; in spring moonlight, when returning home, how many people are there? I am still old enough to accompany a smile; there is no one else like this idle body in the world. |
| 118 | 遊騎歸來，尚半酣，一杯誰與瓮頭柑，小窗夢斷龕燈在，影落疎梅月上菴」。 The mounted riders return, still half-drunk; who will share with me a cup of the wine from the top of the jar? By the small window where dreams end, the lamp in the niche remains; the shadow falls upon sparse plum blossoms as the moon rises over the hermitage. |
| 119 | 《菖蒲山子歌》 Song of the Chángpú Hill |
| 120 | 南人生長在山間，家家有窗窗。有山吳峯，楚嶠不知數。但見雲埋雨，洗堆煙鬟，誰知長安綺紈子，一拳何處鑱雲根。陽侯疏鑿出巖穴，上有斕斑皴蘚紋。下有千歲不死，瑤草蒼䰅繁，癡兒持此矜，王孫朝攜磈礧登朱門。暮擁紅旌辭帝閽，開元承平二十年。四邊無警不控弦，繡衣半是花鳥使，達官避路何敢言。大艑岢峩春浪碧，處處争看太湖石。天心不肻乾太湖，八洲萬口空嗟吁，纍石作山齊華嶽，千峯萬巒撐碧落。樛龍天矯攬雲雨，彷彿去天無一握，錦帆東下飛龍舟。咸陽苑籞空蕭索，杜陵野老哀江頭。菖蒲之山兮誰爾留。 The people of Nan live among the mountains, and every household has windows. There is a mountain named Wu Feng, and the number of Chuiqiao peaks cannot be counted. But see clouds buried in rain, washing away heaps of smoky hairpins; who would know that the rich and noble youths of Chang'an, with but a single fist, could carve out where the cloud roots lie. Yang Hou Shu Zao chiseled out rock caves; above them are mottled and cracked lichen patterns. Beneath are thousands of years without death, the rare grass and green herbs flourish abundantly; a foolish child holds this up with pride, while the young nobleman carries bricks and stones to ascend through the red gate in the morning. At dusk, he departed from the imperial gate with red banners in tow; Kaiyuan's peaceful era lasted twenty years. With no alarms on any side, there is no need to draw the bowstring; half of those in embroidered robes are flower and bird envoys. High officials avoid the way—how dare one speak? The great boat glides through spring waves of emerald green at Ke'e, as people everywhere vie to see the Taihu stones. Heaven's will does not permit the drying up of Taihu Lake; eight isles and ten thousand mouths in vain sigh. Piling stones to form a mountain as high as Hua Yue, myriad peaks and ridges prop up the azure sky. The crooked dragon soars aloft, embracing clouds and rain; it seems as if there is not even a hand's breadth between it and the heavens. A brocade-sailed boat flies eastward on the dragon-boat. The gardens of Xianyang lie empty and desolate, while the old man of Dulang laments at Jiangtou. The mountain of calamus grass—whom have you kept here? |
| 121 | 次韻草堂，主人雨中。 In the style of Caotang, the host in the rain. |
| 122 | 反鎻衡門，誰復開，草堂殊不見兵埃。雄風斜巻雲頭去，雌霓橫遮雨腳囘。 The gate of Heng was locked again—who would open it? The thatched cottage showed no trace of war dust at all. The male wind slants and rolls away clouds, while the female rainbow stretches across to block the rain's return. |
| 123 | 有家憐我無鄉地，好事知君不世情。借得小窗安淨榻，臥聽風雨入荷聲。 My family pities me for having no native place to call my own; you know of good deeds but are unaware of worldly feelings. Borrow a small window to place a quiet couch, lying and listening to the wind and rain blending with the sound of lotus leaves. |
| 124 | 虎頭山下元無路龍骨溪。邊尚有窗風裏，荷花吹不倒雨中，鸂鶒自成雙。 There was originally no road at Houtou Mountain below Longgu Stream. There were still windows along the side of the house, where lotus flowers could not be blown down by the wind in the rain, and mandarin ducks formed pairs on their own. |
| 125 | 含桃熟後鶯，還語栁絮飛時燕亦忙。風物但隨時節妙，不知人意亦淒凉。 After the hantao fruit ripens, the orioles still speak; when willow fluff flies, swallows are also busy. The scenery is always wondrous with the seasons, yet one does not know that human feelings are also desolate. |
| 126 | 避地偷生只，閉門，不堪搔。首對醨尊行歌野哭江頭路雨葉，風花總斷䰟。 Seeking refuge and secretly living out my days, I have closed my door; it is unbearable to be disturbed. The first couplet: "Drunk and grieving by the riverbank road, amidst rain-soaked leaves and wind-blown flowers, all is broken spirit." |
| 127 | 避賊遣懐。 Avoiding bandits and sending thoughts of concern. |
| 128 | 避地倉皇夜悲，涼郡郭西捫蘿危，絶磴杖䇿困深泥，掩面憐癡女囘頭愧老妻，驚䰟猶未定，北馬莫頻嘶，心折来時路，身行亂後邨土兵，呵白晝野婦哭黃昏賊去煙留屋人。歸日在門舂陵四萬戶，今日幾家存寒食。 Fleeing in haste, I weep through the night; In Liang Jun, west of Guo, I feel the peril of climbing among tangles of vines. The path is cut off, my staff sinks into deep mud, weary and exhausted. I cover my face, pitying my foolish daughter, yet ashamed before my old wife when she turns back. My soul still trembles with fear; let not the northern horses neigh too often. Heartbroken at the road I came from, I walk through a village in chaos after war—soldiers of earth and troops, Daytime is mocked by shouts, while a woman in the wild weeps at dusk; bandits have gone, but smoke lingers over houses where people remain. On my return day at Men Chongling there were forty thousand households, today how many families remain on Hanshi Festival? |
| 129 | 寒食只數日，天氣殊未佳，輕雲澹㣲茫，細雨吹橫斜，青春似無情，不到愁人家，霽色忽浩蕩，平原繡芳華，走馬惡少年，挾天射㦸牙，白羽呌，鵞鴟，舉網連五豝，㑹當斬，長鯨封侯，鳴鼓笳時危。何不有寒士空泥沙。凜凜羞俠氣，悠悠但咨嗟。 Only a few days remain until Hanshi Festival, and the weather is still far from pleasant; light clouds drift vaguely, fine rain blows diagonally. Youth seems heartless, not coming to homes filled with sorrow. Suddenly, after clearing skies, the colors become vast and bright, the plains embroidered with fragrant flowers. A reckless young man on horseback, holding up the sky, shoots at the corners of the earth; white feathers cry out, geese and hawks fly, nets catch five female boars. One day I shall be appointed to cut down a giant whale, enfeoffed as marquis, beating drums and playing flutes in times of peril. Why should there not be poor scholars buried in cold sand and mud? With a stern and modest demeanor, he carries an air of chivalry; his thoughts linger on, filled only with sighs and lamentations. |
| 130 | 次韻常元，明西坑見寄西坑只在亂山邊，尋得仇池十九泉。有句能催千嶂雨，無人共釣一川煙。 In response to Chang Yuan's poem: "Xikeng Is Located by the Wild Mountains, Where One Finds Nineteen Springs of Qiuchi." A line of verse can summon rain upon a thousand hills, yet no one shares in fishing through the mist that blankets the plain. |
| 131 | 野飯 Wild rice meal |
| 132 | 野飯聊娛老登盤，春物嘉芼羮。橫荻筍，煮餅薦槐芽，魚尾初垂劍臺苗。未著花，誰言庾郎●蔬腹漸禁茶，明皇羯鼓圗。 A simple meal in the wild serves as a modest pleasure for an old man's plate, spring delicacies and choice vegetables make a fine soup. Crossing reeds and bamboo shoots, steamed buns served with locust sprouts; fish tails first hang down like sword-plant seedlings. The flowers have not yet bloomed; who said that Yu Lang is a vegetable? Gradually restricting tea, Emperor Ming Huang beats the Jiagu drum. |
| 133 | 禁籞鶯聲外，天袍擁御黃，曲名翻茘子，奉色繞沈香，白雨花奴手，風鬃舞馬牀。向来歌吹地何處是漁陽，送智上人。 Beyond the palace walls, the song of a yellow oriole resounds; The imperial robe is adorned with golden hues. A melody named "Lizi" is played anew; Fragrant colors swirl around the sandalwood incense. White rain falls at Hua Nu's hand; Wind 鬃 dances on the horse's bed. Where is the former place of songs and music? It is Yuyang. Sending off Master Zhi. |
| 134 | 道人飲山流，顔色頗秀整，經營一菴，足偃蹇，萬事屏忽，隨銅峯雲飛，下銅峯頂，欲了一大，縁此意極勇猛，白晝多，豺虎橫塗半，坑穽為言屍，陁林誰能保腰領要憑，降魔方化爾！清涼境師，亦初無言薄俗，時自警盡，洗歴刼冤，願力周溟涬●藤，行可支眘，勿厭馳騁。元素僻在草野，羣盜縱橫，久不得問，新作鼎來，喜次其韻。 The Daoist drank from the mountain stream; his countenance was rather graceful and refined. He managed a hermitage, content with his humble dwelling, setting aside all worldly affairs. Following the clouds of Tongfeng Peak, he descended to its summit, desiring to accomplish one great feat. Because of this intention, he was extremely courageous and determined. Many days passed in daylight; wolves and tigers lay across the path halfway, pits and traps were spoken of as graveyards. Who could protect their waist and necks among these treacherous woods? One must rely on the method to subdue demons and transform them! The Venerable Qingliang Jingshi did not initially speak lightly of worldly customs; he often warned himself to be diligent, purify the accumulated karma and grievances, and with his vows and power pervade all beings. His conduct was upright and cautious; do not tire of striving forward. I have long been secluded in the countryside; bandits run rampant, and I have not heard of any news for a long time. When Xin Zuoding came, I joyfully composed this poem following his rhyme scheme. |
| 135 | 兵氣纏滄海，斜陽入暮林，䰟傷春落絮，涙溼晚啼禽。只有衣成結，渾無髪受簮，殘生已飄泊，老日更侵尋。同仲共兄弟，訪趙行可置酒。 The martial aura coils around Canghai; the slanting sun sets in the evening woods. Soul wounded, spring petals fall like fluff; tears moisten the birds crying at dusk. Only with clothes tied together, completely without hair to pin up, my wretched life has already drifted about; as I grow old, the days press in even more. Tong Zhonggong and his brothers visited Zhao Xingke and arranged a banquet. |
| 136 | 倚杖山頭寺，維舟栁下隄，莫催金騕褭，且醉玉東西。亂後兵猶滿，風驚鳥未棲，看君飛動意，兩目在鯨鯢，坐客三株秀，王孫玉樹髙酒寜闗爾輩，山合對吾曹遊子家何定？將軍戰未鏖，相逢莫相失，羣盜正如毛。初夏。 Leaning on a staff at the mountain-top temple, mooring my boat beneath the willow-lined dike; do not urge me to ride the golden yaozhiao, let us instead get drunk east and west of the jade. After the chaos, soldiers still fill the land; The wind startles birds that have not yet settled. Behold your vigorous intent— Both eyes fixed on the giant fish and leeches. Seated guests, three pines stand tall; Prince Wang's jade tree rises high. Wine and peace do not concern you all; Mountains close in upon us, companions of wandering sons. Where is a home for those without roots? The general's battle has not yet raged fiercely; when we meet, do not lose each other—numerous bandits are just like moss. Early summer. |
| 137 | 「絮飛長陌又春餘，綠滿菖蒲夏已初」，「雙蝶不來花簌簌」，「一鶯時到樹疎疎，平生嬾作折楊曲，萬事可占長栁書，只有故山真耐久，伴人閑處作躊躇」。 "The willow fluff drifts along the long road, and spring lingers; green fills the calamus as summer begins." "The two butterflies do not come, and the flowers fall in clusters," "A single oriole occasionally appears among the sparse trees. In my life I have been too lazy to compose songs of willow branches, but all things can be divined by the long willow's book; only the old mountains are truly enduring, accompanying me idly as I linger." |
| 138 | 賊退後，經舊居。 After the bandits withdrew, he passed through his former residence. |
| 139 | 反側虞戈兵，流離厭山谷。師興解重圍，亂定出荼毒。提攜望鄉闗，老稚甘趼足。故里成邱墟，門巷亡詰曲。大木亦巳薪，蔓草行可束。東鄰殺翁媼，禍難云最酷。白骨在草間，零落不相屬。西家各奔竄，囚繫及僮僕。當時黃金囊，掉頭不肎贖。親交半亡沒，變故誰紀錄？舉家竟何歸，寄身歎局促。凶年大軍後，旱氣日熇熇。涸井不供炊，垢膩那得浴。不知病●軀，何以度蒸溽。自從闗陜亂，威弧殊未韣。十人九無家，蕩析豈所欲。㣲生何足論，主食久不玉。但願蚤休兵，四海各安俗。 Reeling from the sight of weapons and soldiers, I wandered about weary and exhausted, hating to dwell in valleys and hills. The general Shixing lifted the heavy siege, and the disorder was pacified, freeing people from suffering. With arms linked we gazed toward our native pass, young and old alike content with calloused feet. My native village has become a mound of ruins, and its gates and alleys are no more, their winding paths lost. Great trees have already become firewood; creeping grass is about to be tied up. The eastern neighbor killed an old man and woman, and the calamity was said to be most cruel. White bones lie among the grass, scattered and not belonging to one another. The families to the west fled in all directions, and prisoners, their attendants, and servants were captured. At that time Huangjin Nang turned his head and refused to redeem it. My close friends have mostly died or disappeared, and who will record these changes and events? Where can my whole family finally return? I lament being confined and constrained by circumstances. After a year of misfortune and a great military campaign, the dry air became increasingly scorching. The dry well cannot provide water for cooking, and how can filth be washed away without a bath? Not knowing how to treat a diseased body, how can one endure the sultry heat? Since the chaos began at Guan Shan, the bow of might has not yet been sheathed. Ten people out of ten have no home; how could it be their desire to wander and be scattered? What is a worm's life worth discussing? The main food has long not been jade. I only hope that hostilities may soon cease and all under heaven may live at peace according to their customs. |
| 140 | 毅師以次卿詩見示，以詩還之雲錦當年事，傷心不忍思江寒，收骨後山，曉斷䰟時，直節君何恨，天心吾獨疑」，「老懐無處著，更復把君詩，歲杪雨雪，連日悶題。 Yi Shi showed me Ciqing's poems, and in return I composed a poem for him: "Cloud brocade of the past years, heartbreaking to think about it; Jiang Han, gathering bones on Houshan Mountain, morning breaks with soul-cutting sorrow. Straight virtue, why do you resent? Heaven's will—why am I alone doubtful?" "Old feelings have nowhere to rest, so once again I take up your poems. At the end of the year, rain and snow fall for days; I write in gloom." |
| 141 | 春前舊雪連新雪，雨後春寒帶臘寒，殘月送年能㡬許，一畨風雨歲將闌。 Before spring, old snow is joined by new snow; after the rain, spring coldness brings along winter chill. The waning moon sends off the year—how much more can there be? One more storm and rain, and the year will soon draw to a close. |
| 142 | 「樹頭雪過梅猶在，地上春囘栁未知。舊歲新年渾似夢，凍雲寒雨不勝悲」。 "The snow on the tree has passed, yet plum blossoms remain; spring returns to earth, but willows are not yet aware." "The old year and new year all seem like a dream; frozen clouds and cold rain cannot bear sorrow." |
| 143 | 凌歊晩晀 Lingxia Wanlai |
| 144 | 故鄉南望㡬時囘落，日登臨眼自開倚杖，獨看飛鳥去開窗，忽擁大江来傷心，不見姑溪老抱病，還尋宋武臺，歲晚無人弔遺跡，壁間詩在半灰埃」。 Looking southward toward my native land, how many times have I returned to see the sunset? Each day ascending and gazing with open eyes, leaning on a cane, watching birds fly away alone; opening the window, suddenly the great river rushes in. Heartbroken, I cannot see Old Guxi who is ill, still seeking Songwu Terrace. In late years, no one comes to mourn the remains; half of the poems on the walls are covered with dust. |
| 145 | 次韻伯尹登嚴子陵釣臺。 Following the rhyme of Bo Yin's "Ascending Yan Ziling's Fishing Platform." |
| 146 | 明光宮中梟夜鳴，漢鼎何人窺重輕？老驢未汗屬鏤血，四海掩鼻愁羶腥。當時避地豈得已，巖棲水宿俱非情，誰知舉世無真隠，此意獨髙嚴子陵。一鉤明月滿蓑雨，桃花水漲春江平，生涯頗似元真子，端欲釣魚非釣名，故人已作飛龍起，猶著羊裘釣煙水，異時侯霸豈其儔，未可輕將袞衣比，心知不為世人屈，無故不作三公耳。富貴浮沈，只眼前執㦸長憐子揚子丈夫名節，儻未立，安用區區識竒字。 The night cries of crows echo within the Mingguang Palace; who dares to weigh the Han tripod's value lightly? The old donkey has not yet sweated blood through its ornate carving; all under heaven hold their noses and mourn the stench. At that time, seeking refuge was not a matter of choice; to dwell in caves and sleep by the water were all against my will. Who could have known that throughout the world there are no true hermits? Only this sentiment is uniquely noble, like that of Yan Ziling. A crescent moon shines through the rain on my straw cloak, peach blossoms bloom and spring river waters rise to level ground; my life is much like Yuan Zhenzi's, truly wishing to fish rather than seek fame. My old friend has already risen as a dragon in flight, yet still dons the sheepskin robe to fish among misty waters. In former times, Hou Ba could not be his equal, nor can one lightly compare him with the embroidered robes of high officials. He knows in his heart that he will not bow to worldly pressures; it is not for no reason that he does not seek the position of a Three-Peers official. Wealth and honor, floating or sinking, are only before our eyes. Holding the spear tightly, I have long pitied Zi Yangzi, a man of virtue and integrity. If one has not yet established himself, what is the use of merely recognizing strange characters? |
| 147 | 環翠亭 Huan Cui Pavilion |
| 148 | 客意常隨倦鳥還，翠屏空夢小孱顔，更將臨老雙愁眼，來看平生未見山，西子為誰顰逺黛，湘娥何事結煙鬟，千巖萬壑無人處，便是輞川圗畫閒。 The guest's thoughts often follow the tired birds back home; The emerald screen is but a dream of Xiao Chanyan. With my two weary eyes in old age, I come to see mountains unseen all my life: For whom does Xi Zi frown with distant eyebrows? Why has Xiang E tied her misty buns? In the thousand cliffs and myriad ravines where no one is found, Lies the leisure of Wanchuan's painted scroll. |
| 149 | 次韻伯逺春雪》。 "Following the Rhyme of Boyuan's 'Spring Snow.'" |
| 150 | 風寒欲下欺，春雪，天近先垂壓地雲堆得樓頭成玉色，吹來水面作波紋，憑陵暖日竟何事，調䕶新花誰解紛」，溫詔始聞，如挾纊九重，應復念三軍。 The cold wind seeks to descend in arrogance, spring snow; the sky, drawing near, first casts its weight upon the clouds piling up at the tower's head into jade-like hues, blowing across the water surface to create ripples. How can a warm sun overcome this? Who will resolve the confusion of nurturing new blossoms? Only then did I hear the imperial decree, as if carrying down feathers from nine lofty heights; one should surely also think of the three armies. |
| 151 | 題趙固賓家夜獵圗： Title: Night Hunting Scene at Zhao Gubin's Home |
| 152 | 翰林作醉石偶似蒼，於莵龍眠見之，笑為作匹馬彎雕弧，云是將軍出夜獵，上有仇池行草書，雲沙蒼茫日欲下，道逢伏虎南山隅，心知是虎不是石，雙弦急控皆盧胡，明朝白羽飲頑石，摩挲欲盡金僕姑，君不見賜累千金，新垣平連佩六印，欒將軍致君大畧，豈在爾封侯細事不到君先生言語妙天下，瘴海七年皮肉皴。邂逅英物數蘇李，曹蜍如生亦如死，龍眠有眼識天人，異世同成一竒事。君當什襲勿漫摹，此人此畫人間無五禽言。 The Hanlin Academy painted a drunk stone, oddly resembling Cang. Yu Tu and Longmian saw it and laughed as they painted "A Single Horse Bends the Curved Bow," saying this was a general going out to hunt at night. On top of it is Chouchi's running script, which reads: "Cloudy sands are vast; the sun is about to set. I met a crouching tiger in the southern mountain corner. In my heart I knew it was a tiger and not a stone. With both strings pulled tightly, they all shouted 'Lu Hu!' Tomorrow morning, white feathers will drink from stubborn stones, rubbing them until the golden pugusu is exhausted." You do not see that thousands of gold were bestowed; Xin Yuanying received six seals in succession. General Luan's great strategy to assist his sovereign was certainly not for you. Small matters like being enfeoffed as a marquis did not reach your master, whose words are wondrous and renowned throughout the world. For seven years in the malarial sea, his skin and flesh became rough and chapped. Fate brought together two outstanding figures, Su Shi and Li Bai; Cao Chu was as if born or dead. Longmian had eyes to recognize the heavenly man, and thus they achieved a wondrous tale across different ages. You should treasure it carefully and not casually copy it, for this person and this painting are unparalleled in the world—five kinds of bird cries. |
| 153 | 婆餠焦。 The doughnut is charred. |
| 154 | 雲穰穰、麥、穗、黃婆餠欲焦、新麥香。今年麥熟不敢嘗斗，量車載傾囷，倉化作三軍馬上糧。 Clouds gathered thickly, wheat ears ripened, yellow porridge was about to burn, and the fragrance of new wheat filled the air. This year's wheat harvest dares not be tasted in a single measure; wagons loaded and granaries emptied, the storehouses transformed into provisions for three armies on horseback. |
| 155 | 泥滑，滑。 Ni Hua, Hua. |
| 156 | 山中流水聲聒聒，春禽說雨春泥滑。誰為春禽語莫報，幽人明日雨幽人明日欲上山，山雨雨，足花斕斑，提壺蘆。 The sound of flowing mountain water is incessant; spring birds chatter as spring mud becomes slippery from the rain. Who is it that speaks as the spring birds chirp, do not report? The recluse will go up the mountain tomorrow; the mountain rain rains, flowers in colorful splendor, carrying a wine gourd. |
| 157 | 提壺蘆樹頭，勸酒聲相呼。勸人沽酒無處沽，太歲何年當在酉。敲門問漿還得酒，田中禾穗處處黃，甕頭新綠家家有」。 Holding a gourd on the top of a willow tree, they call out to each other in voices urging drink. Persuading someone to buy wine but there is nowhere to buy it; in what year will Tai sui be at You? Knocking on a door to ask for water, they were given wine instead; in the fields, every ear of grain turned yellow; and newly brewed green wine was available in every household. |
| 158 | 思歸樂 Siguilei |
| 159 | 山花㝠㝠山欲雨，杜鵑聲酸客無語。客欲去山邊賊營夜鳴鼓。誰言杜宇歸去樂，歸來處處無城郭。春日暖，春雲薄，飛来日落還未落，春山相呼亦不惡布榖。 The mountain flowers droop as if about to rain, The cuckoo's cry is bitter; the traveler has no words. The guest wanted to leave and at night beat the drum near the bandit camp by the mountain. Who says Du Yu's return is a joy? Upon returning, everywhere there are no cities or walls. Spring days are warm, spring clouds thin; flying toward the setting sun which has not yet set, the spring mountains call out to each other in a pleasant manner. |
| 160 | 田中水涓涓布榖催種田，賊今在邑，農在山。但願今年賊去蚤，春田處處無荒草。農夫呼婦出山來，深種春秧答飛鳥。 The water in the field flows gently, urging the sowing of grain; bandits are now in the town, while farmers are in the mountains. I only hope that this year the bandits will leave early, and spring fields everywhere will have no wasteland or weeds. The farmer called his wife from the mountain to come, deeply planting spring seedlings in response to flying birds. |
| 161 | 次韻伯尹食糟民，示趙鵬翔十年用兵九不熟，人家有田不種榖，盡枯膏血作軍儲，郤買官糟貯飢腹，富者鬻田貧鬻妻，夜困桁楊曉敲扑，長腰一粒不下咽，輸入官倉常滿屋，昔年貫朽內府錢，諸公何苦開漢邊，自從邊馬飲江水，便恐黔首流飢涎，黃塵白骨尚滿眼，錦裘繡帽誰當前？烹羊庖羔固不惡，飢民食糟真，可憐元侯幕下短主薄，肎與斯民作調䕶，不愁吏者拙催科，寜脫青衫賦歸去，詹侯老文稱大手，樂府詩髙世無有，安得狂歌徹聖明，便叱風雷清九有。卻驅羣賊作良農，還吾昭陵舊丁口」。 In the same rhyme as Bo Yin's "The People Who Eat Distiller's Grains," to Zhao Pengxiang Ten years of warfare, nine harvests failed; Families with fields do not plant grain. All their marrow and blood are drained for military stores, Yet they must buy official distiller's grains to fill their starving bellies. The rich sell land, the poor sell wives; At night they suffer in stocks, at dawn they endure beatings. A long waist holds but one grain unswallowed, Still, government granaries remain constantly full. Once upon a time, money in the imperial treasury rotted for lack of use— Why do you officials persist in opening borders like those of Han? Since border horses drank from the river's water, We fear common folk will soon be left with only hunger. Yellow dust and white bones still fill our eyes; Who now stands before us clad in brocade robes and embroidered caps? Roasting lambs and stewing kids is by no means bad, but starving people eating bran are truly pitiable. How could the short clerk under the great general's banner be willing to serve as a protector for these common folk? One need not worry about officials who are clumsy in collecting taxes; rather, one might even remove his official robe and return home. Master Zhan is an old scholar of great talent, with high poetic achievements that have no equal in the world. How can I sing wildly until reaching enlightenment, commanding wind and thunder to purify all nine regions? Yet drive away the bandits to become good farmers, and return my Zhaoling's former population." |
| 162 | 山中避盜 Taking refuge in the mountains to avoid bandits. |
| 163 | 喪亂今猶爾安危了未分，叛羌初射月，羣盜忽如雲，妙畧歸諸將，深憂軫聖君，㶚陵逢醉尉，應有故將軍，避地今猶雪，移家春復深，豈無花到眼，可奈烏驚心，茶嫩容時摘，蘭香得細尋。山中有幽事，青犢未成禽，夜燧餘三月，新愁有百端，驚䰟頻雨泣，枵腹任風餐，射雉山居險，熏狐穴處難，敵来猶可爾，寇至不勝殘。今日報賊去，山下猶復遲，羣兒收涙笑，老眼顧人疑，夢入鄉闗數，䰟應軀骭離，一春三避賊，十事九成悲，翠巘幾曲折，往還三數家，𢷬皮催作紙，擁焙看烘茶，山盡始見日，溪晴時露沙，武陵知便是，隔岸有桃花，題趙鈴家墨牛圗。 Amidst the chaos and disorder, things remain as they are; safety or danger remains uncertain. The rebellious Qiang people first shot at the moon, while bands of robbers suddenly gathered like clouds. Wondrous strategies belong to the generals, yet deep concerns weigh upon the holy sovereign. At Shuiling I encountered a drunken 尉 (wei), who should be an old general. Seeking refuge now still brings snow; relocating my family in spring only makes it deeper. How could there not be flowers before one's eyes? It is just that crows startle the heart. The tea leaves are tender and can be picked at leisure, while the fragrance of orchids must be carefully sought out. In the mountains there are secluded affairs; a green bull has not yet become prey. The night beacon lingers into the third month, and new worries multiply in hundreds of ways. My startled spirit weeps frequently from sudden rain, and my empty belly endures meals with the wind. Shooting pheasants is perilous in mountain dwellings, and dwelling near fox dens is difficult due to their stench. If enemies come, it can still be endured; but if bandits arrive, the damage will be unbearable. Today, the report of bandits has passed, yet below the mountain it still lingers slowly. The children wipe away tears and smile; with old eyes I glance at people in doubt. In dreams I enter my native pass many times, my soul should have left this body. One spring, three times fleeing from bandits; ten matters, nine ending in sorrow. Green hills twist and turn several times; going back and forth among a few families. Tanned hides urge to be made into paper; huddled around the roasting stove watching tea being dried. Only when the mountain ends do I see the sun; when the stream clears, sand occasionally reveals itself. Wuling is known to be just this place—across the river there are peach blossoms. Title: "Ink Ox Painting by Zhao Ling." |
| 164 | 昔吾築室花姑川，短蓑青帽耕春田，一犂落盡菖葉雨，雙犢自分春草眠，向晚歸來臥牛背，小巷疎林日猶在，繫牛栁下門未闗，鄰翁攜酒牛邊醉，囘頭往事無十年，田入富家牛賣錢，草荒春隴賊燒屋，十口有家無一椽，眼昏頭禿不如意，此畫一見心惘肰，河間豈是田家子，書多自可天祿比，平生眼厭玉驊騮，水牯作圗聊復爾，北陌東阡喚未歸，空遣農人告春事，田間望月看吳牛，老子從來乃如此，便當火急解龍泉，換取四蹄耕春水，賊後收拾殘書作。 In the past, I built a house in Huagu Chuan; with a short straw raincoat and green cap, I tilled spring fields. One plow fell through the rain of Changye, while two oxen divided to sleep on spring grass. In the evening, returning home lying on the cow's back, small lanes and sparse woods still basked in daylight. Tying my cow under a willow tree, the gate was not yet closed. My neighbor brought wine and we got drunk by the cow. Looking back, ten years of past events vanished. Fields entered wealthy families' hands; oxen were sold for money. Grass overgrew spring fields, thieves burned houses down. With ten mouths to feed, our family had no single beam left. Eyes dimmed, head balded, everything went wrong. Seeing this painting once fills my heart with melancholy. Hejian is not a son of farmers; he reads much and can be compared to Tianlu (a deity). All his life, he tired of jade horses and fine steeds, drawing water buffalo just for fun. Calling from the north path and east field, he still did not return home, in vain sending word to peasants about spring matters. Looking at the moon over fields while watching Wu oxen, old man has always been like this. He should immediately unsheathe his sword, exchange it for four hooves to plow spring waters. After bandits passed, gathering up remaining books and writing thusly. |
| 165 | 此生空作短檠癡老去，尤慚閲市資。豈有鄴書猶挿架，更無班史可充飢。今朝過眼亡三篋，他日還君欠一瓻。亂葉紛披在懸磬，春風可是故相欺」。 This life is but a short lamp's foolish delusion; even more ashamed are the funds spent on visiting the market. How could there be books from Ye still on the shelves, and no records by Ban to satisfy hunger? Today's passing sight has lost three chests; on another day I will return them and owe you one chi. "The scattered leaves in disorder hang from the suspended chime; is it that spring wind has deliberately deceived me?" |
| 166 | 燕欲来巢。 The swallows want to come and build their nests. |
| 167 | 亂後烏衣巷已空，擬尋茅舍伴衰翁戯：「将雛去春風裏，銜得泥，歸暮雨中炙手不嫌門戶，冷傍人知，獻語言工，明年記取來時節，應是桃花滿院紅」。 After the chaos, Wuyi Lane was already empty. I intended to find a thatched cottage to accompany an old man in mirth: "Carrying young ones away into the spring wind, beaks full of mud, returning through evening rains; no one minds the door despite the heat of power, coldly leaning beside others, speaking with skillful words. Remember this time next year, it should be peach blossoms blooming red throughout the courtyard." |
| 168 | 劉將軍寳刀歌》。 Song of General Liu's Precious Sword. |
| 169 | 將軍寳刀玉三尺，夜半有光如日赤，蒼水使者誰敢捫。蓬頭劒，士眼不識，鸊鵜膏瑩秋水光，切玉如泥不動芒。秋風夜作蚊龍吼，人言乃是真干将，知君老將家有種，談兵論事書撐腸，不願君持此刀日解三千牛願刳月支作飲器。卻纏錦絛朝未央，妖腰亂，領不自保。豐狐老猘誰跳梁，酒酣起舞為君語。時危此劒，知誰藏雨過。 The general's precious sword is three chi long, at midnight it shines like the red sun; who dares to touch the Blue Water Envoy? The Pengtou sword is such that scholars cannot recognize it; the oil of the bittern shines with autumn water's luster, cutting jade like mud without a flicker. On a night when the autumn wind howled like a dragon, people said it was indeed the true Ganjiang sword. Knowing you are from an old general's family with noble lineage, you discuss military affairs and matters of state as if books supported your intestines. You do not wish to wield this sword daily to slaughter three thousand oxen; rather, you would prefer to hollow out the Yuechi moon as a drinking vessel. Yet Chanchan jin tao chao Weiyang, yao yao luan, ling bu zi bao. Who is this fierce and old hound leaping about? When drunk, I rise to dance and speak for you. At such a perilous time, this sword knows who concealed it after the rain passed. |
| 170 | 池面過小雨，樹腰生夕陽，雲分一山翠風與數荷香，素月自有約綠𤓰，初可嘗鸕鷀莫飛去，留此伴新凉小蔡，許借徐詩未至。 A light rain passes over the surface of the pool; the waist of trees is bathed in sunset. Clouds part to reveal a mountain's emerald hue, wind carries the fragrance of several lotuses. The pale moon has its own appointment with green reeds; just now one can taste the lusciousness. Cormorants, do not fly away—stay here and accompany this new coolness. Xiao Cai is allowed to borrow Xu's poetry, which has yet to arrive. |
| 171 | 馬中未必無驊騮，人中豈可無曹劉龍媒西来幾萬里，異士一出三千秋。李白坐詩竄夜郎退之論佛流潮州，天公可笑無老眼，兩翁憔悴令人愁。平生四海黃太史，長庚配月何曾死，西江自是南國紀，髙公有名政如此。人言此老酷似舅，坐上拈花獨公喜，分得江西一派流，萬古政須公一洗。吾老耽詩空瘠臞，起死鍼盲政要，渠子豈有意能起，予書來并寄囊中珠。 Among horses there may be no Huailou, but among people how can there not be Cao Liu? A dragon steed has come from tens of thousands of li to the west; an extraordinary man appears once every three thousand autumns. Li Bai was exiled to Yelang for his poetry, and Tuizhi was banished to Chaozhou for discussing Buddhism. Heaven is laughable without old eyes; the two old men's haggard appearance fills one with sorrow. Throughout his life, Huang Taishi of the four seas was a man of great virtue; Changgeng paired with the moon—how could he ever die? The Xijiang has always been the chronicle of the southern lands. Gao Gong's name and governance were just like this. People say this old man is very similar to my uncle; alone among those present, he plucks a flower with joy. He has inherited one branch of the Jiangxi School; for all time, governance must be cleansed by him. My old self is addicted to poetry, growing thin and emaciated; the ruler's policies are like acupuncture for the blind. How could this person possibly have the intention to revive me? I received his letter along with a pouch of pearls. |
| 172 | 夏熱歎。 It was very hot in summer. |
| 173 | 祝融當權不可奪，海水欲沸山欲裂，黃頭老父見事多，謂有此身無此熱，老人何得怨天公？山堂日日多南風，烏紗著帽翦雲葉，白鬢吹雪飛髼鬆，已攜蔗漿澆熱惱，更注井花囘睡容，人生如此亦不惡，飽食安坐初何功？䝉塵況，駐奉天輦避暑，望幸驪山宮，蕃兵入漢作窠窟，戰騎橫戈歲馳突，旌旗耀日紅蔽天，鐵甲烘雲氣銷骨，安得壯士如惡來，上訴帝閽闗鑰開，盡瀉天河作桃雨，四海八方無一埃，秋禾不槁敵不來，吾亦髙枕喧春雷」。立秋前三日夜雨。 Zhurong holds power and cannot be deprived; the sea water wants to boil, mountains want to split. A yellow-haired old father has seen many things, saying that with this body there is no such heat. How can an old man blame Heaven? Every day in Shantang, southern winds blow; A black gauze cap trims the clouds' leaves. White temples are blown by snowflakes, flying wildly and loosely. Already carrying sugarcane juice to quench heat and vexation, More still pour well-blossom water back for sleep's grace. If life is thus, it is not bad at all; To eat heartily and sit in peace—what merit did I ever earn? Mengchen Kuang, zhu Fengtian nian bisu, wang xing Lishan gong, fanbing ru Han zuo keku, zhanqi heng ge sui chi tu, jingqi yao ri hong bi tian, tiejia hong yun qi xiao gu, an de zhuangshi ru Elai, shang su di chuan guanyue kai, jin xie Tianhe zuo taoyu, si hai bafang wu yi ai, qiu he bu gao di bu lai, wu yi gao zhen xuanchunlei. It rained heavily three nights before the Beginning of Autumn. |
| 174 | 殘漏催燈暗風梧帶雨鳴細聽驚夢。點渾作斷腸聲乍泠秋應近無眠句，又成愁多推不去。頭白更憂兵亂後」，併得陶、杜二集。 The remaining dripping water urges the lamp to darken; wind through the wu trees sounds with rain, and listening closely startles a dream. Dianhun's song of broken intestines suddenly grows cold; in early autumn, one should be sleepless with the line "again becoming sorrowful and unable to dispel it." He said, "With white hair, I am even more worried about the aftermath of war," and he also obtained the collections of Tao [Yuanming] and Du [Mufu]. |
| 175 | 少陵》有句：皆憂國，陶令，無詩不說歸，常恨兩翁埋槁壤。頓驚雙璧墮窮扉，風吹錦里花枝少草長南山豆葉稀。自古髙才多寂寞，遺編讀盡淚頻揮。 There is a line from "Shaoling": All are concerned about the state, Tao Ling, no poem does not speak of returning home; I often regret that both old men lie buried in dry soil. Suddenly startled by twin treasures falling before a humble door, the wind blows through Jinli where flower branches are sparse and grass grows long; southern mountain bean leaves are scarce. Since ancient times, men of great talent have often lived in solitude; I read through their remaining writings and weep repeatedly. |
| 176 | 題湖上壁。 Title: On a Wall by West Lake. |
| 177 | 寒食風埃滿，客巾西湖煙雨送愁頻日髙未起鳥呼夢，春晚不歸花笑人。 On Cold Food Festival day, dust and wind fill the air; A guest's kerchief is sent with sorrow by the misty rain of West Lake. The sun rises high but I have not yet risen, birds calling in my dreams; Spring is late in returning, flowers laugh at people. |
| 178 | 洺水集》： Mingshui Ji: |
| 179 | 程珌，字懐古，休寜人，都使澐十五世孫。甫十歲，有《詠冰詩》云：「莫言此物渾無用，曾向滹沱度漢兵」。識者竒之。紹興四年，擢進士，授昌化簿，應博學宏詞科，除建康敎授。寜宗時，改知富陽。代者以邑之豪猾名授珌，珌置不觀，曰：「我未欲知其名，使聞而改過，足矣」。以薦除宗正簿，尋直學士院。理宗初，兼侍讀，除禮部尚書。紹定改元，乞祠外，補除福建路招捕使。時汀、邵寇作，珌威信兼用，平定有期，有忌其成功者，因累疏乞休，以端明殿學士致仕，卒。珌以詞章稱當時世系本河北洺州，自號洺水遺民。有集三十巻。 Cheng Bi, courtesy name Huaigu, was a native of Xiuning and the fifteenth-generation descendant of Du Shi Yun. He was just ten years old when he composed a poem titled "Ode to Ice," which reads: "Do not say this thing is of no use at all; it once helped Han troops cross the Hutuo River." Those who recognized it found it remarkable. In the fourth year of Shaoxing, he was selected as a jinshi and appointed as an assistant official in Changhua. He passed the examination for erudition and eloquence and was assigned as an instructor in Jiankang. During Emperor Ningzong's reign, he was transferred to serve as the magistrate of Fuyang. The substitute official gave Bì a list of the names of powerful and unruly people in the county, but Bì put it aside without looking at it, saying: "I do not wish to know their names; if they hear about this and mend their ways, that will be sufficient." He was recommended and appointed to the Office of the Director of Genealogy, and soon afterwards served as an academician in the Hanlin Academy. In the early years of Emperor Lizong's reign, he concurrently served as an Attendant Reader and was appointed Minister of Rites. In the first year of Shaoding, besides requesting a post at a shrine, he was appointed as Zhaobushi of Fujian Lu. At that time, rebels in Ting and Shao were active; Bi used both authority and trust, and the pacification was expected to be achieved within a set period. However, there were those who envied his success, so he repeatedly submitted memorials requesting retirement and eventually retired as a scholar of the Duanying Pavilion. He later died. Bi was renowned for his literary talent during his time. His family originally hailed from Ming Zhou, He Bei, and he styled himself as "Yimin of Ming Shui." He had a collection of thirty volumes. |
| 180 | 三月十八鎖試童子侍其行卷蕭肰無事成二十韻，謾呈同省。 On the eighteenth day of the third month, Su Shi composed a twenty-verse poem titled "Child Servant Qi Xingjuan and Xiao Ren Wu Shiwu Cheng," carelessly presenting it to his fellow officials in the same province. |
| 181 | 旬雨埋青㝠，今晨浴新陽，老紅墮萬劫，稚綠羅千行，葉碎青槐，古條浄紫薇香，去歲䕶篔簹，今年已蒼筤右史窗前竹萌，余去年䕶之甚，至今皆蒼竹矣翩，翻鵲引雛伊，優雀繞牆有象，咸熙愉對時多慨慷門外車馬喧省中，日月長要之，非大快大快。在滄浪，滄浪興，何窮風帆十丈檣，明日酌嚴君自嚴入徽，浮邱蔚南翔浮邱飛升於徽之黃山，快馬抹青山，恍入萬松莊先廬，山中多老人，雪巔更眉龎，持酒相勞苦，兒童紛迎将，小臥聽雪塢。以下皆山中景物。徐步堆雲鄉玉界梅，萬本煙海杉千章，三峽桃源浪，九夏冰巖霜，危橋跨長虹，曲水飛輕觴，兩日足可周，百年事難量。送客出松闗，壮楗設門旁，揮手謝世人，從今永相忘。 For ten days, the rain buried the green hills; today morning, I bathed in new sunlight. Old red petals fell into myriad calamities, tender green leaves arranged themselves in thousands of rows. Leaves shattered under the green 槐 tree, ancient branches purified with the fragrance of purple wisteria. Last year I protected bamboo shoots, and this year they have already turned into verdant bamboo the bamboo sprouts before Right Historian's window; last year I took great care to protect them, and now they are all green bamboos. Fluttering, a magpie led its young one, while sparrows circled the wall with symbolic grace. All was bright and joyful, yet at this moment many emotions arose. Outside the gate, carriages and horses were noisy; within the government office, days passed slowly. One must seek what is truly great joy—only then can it be called true joy. In Canglang, Canglang rises; how boundless are the wind-swept sails and ten-zhang masts. Tomorrow I will drink with Master Yan Yan enters Hui Prefecture; Fuqiu flies southward toward Nanxiang Fuqiu ascends to Huangshan in Hui Prefecture, a swift horse gallops past green hills, as if entering Wansong Zhuang Xianlu. Many old men dwell in the mountains; on snowy peaks, eyebrows are even more prominent. Holding wine, they warmly entertain me; children bustle about to welcome me. I briefly rest and listen to the snow in the wu. All of the following are scenes and objects found in the mountains. Xu Bu Duiyun Xiang Yujie Mei, Wan Ben Yanhai Shan Qian Zhang, Sanxia Taoyuan Lang, Jiuxia Bingyan Shuang, Weiqiao Kua Changhong, Qushui Fei Qingshang, Liang Ri Zu Ke Zhou, Bai Nian Shi Nan Liang. Seeing guests out of Songguan Pass, strong bolts were set by the door; waving hands to bid farewell to the people of the world, from now on we will forever forget each other. |
| 182 | 勉子姪。 Encourage your nephew. |
| 183 | 外物不足恃，翻覆百年閒，唯有萬卷書，可以解我顔男兒貴立志，達人得大觀，百川日夜流，與海㑹波瀾，邱陵安於卑寜，復望太山方當少年時，髪齒未彫殘，聖賢戶庭濶，人人可躋攀，謹勿隨餘子，碌碌走邱樊，送常世卿歸嘉興」。 External things are not to be relied upon; in a hundred years of upheaval, only ten thousand volumes of books can relieve my face. A man's value lies in setting his aspirations; the enlightened one attains a grand view. Rivers and streams flow day and night, meeting the sea in waves. Hills and mounds rest content with their lowliness; how could they dare to compare with Mount Tai? In our youth, hair and teeth are yet undimmed. The halls of sages and worthies stand wide open; everyone can ascend them. Be cautious not to follow the common crowd, rushing aimlessly through life's enclosures. "Farewell, Chang Shiqing, as you return to Jiaxing." |
| 184 | 悔作唐山来，山深交友絶，相逢忽相得，乍見乃乍別，嗟此冰玉人，寒梅疎帶雪，胸次羅文奎，筆底耀離纈，朝家渴英雋，結網仍髙設，行且收殊科，勉哉嗣先烈。一編忠義傳，姧萌歎先折。千載懦夫䰟，脆骨變竒節，識此吳中竒，復幸拜前哲，何異魯國人，一朝獲雙玦。晴雲起芝田，東風催啼鴂。慈庭有近書，明朝動歸轍。新抽草可茵，㣲露花堪折。相思復相思，後夜天邊月」。 Regretful was my journey to Tanshan, where the mountains are deep and friendships hard to find. Suddenly we met, suddenly we parted; how pitiable is this person of ice and jade, like cold plum blossoms sparse with snow. His chest holds Lu Wengui's writings; his brush shines with brilliant patterns. The court yearns for outstanding talents, setting high nets still. Go forth and reap rare achievements; strive to follow the deeds of your ancestors. A volume of loyal and righteous deeds, evil sprouts lamented as they are first broken. After a thousand years, the timid man's soul transforms; brittle bones become extraordinary virtue. Recognizing this marvel of Wu Zhong is indeed fortunate to pay homage to former sages. How different are they from Lu Guo people who in one day obtain two jade pendants? The bright clouds arise from Zhi Tian, and the eastern wind urges the crying jays. Citi has recently written a letter; tomorrow morning he will set out on his return journey. New sprouted grass can be used as a mat, tender dewy flowers are worth picking. "I miss you again and again, the moon at the edge of heaven on the coming night." |
| 185 | 仲冬望日登，四顧坡。 On the fifteenth day of the eleventh month, I climbed Mount Sigu. |
| 186 | 往哲有清言，晉人未為達，此身皆假合，既散，安用鍤？大音不在絃琴，亦安所設？當時逃酒徒往往畏侵，及豁哉桴，海時風濤任興息。 The sages of old had clear words: the people of Jin did not reach understanding; this body is all provisional and compounded, once it has dispersed, what need is there for a spade? The great sound does not lie in the zhenqin; where then should it be established? At that time, escaped wine-drinkers often feared aggression, and when Huozhai struck the drum, the sea winds and waves would rise or subside at will. |
| 187 | 輓致政呂通議 Funeral Eulogy for Retired Official Lü Tongyi |
| 188 | 營築未休，插曉夕留松區。忽聆載輀車，歸自杭與湖，冷雨澁不晴，山徑淖如塗。閒闗五百灘，轉軸上雲衢。純孝格𤣥穹，安席若平鋪。憶昔祖慈親，六月暑方徂。奠酒雖百壺，練溪焦釡枯。今日遡長風，辛岨諒一如。維公有賢稱，靄肰溢枌閭。千金手不售其鍾，後人乎天畀此石窌，指顧即吾廬，且復愆以平萬家。守者居甚欲，一引紱山寒阻前趨黃羅，金紫峯送，目但躊躇。 The construction of the encampment had not yet ceased, and they paused at dawn and dusk in Songqu. Suddenly I heard the sound of a funeral carriage returning from Hangzhou and Huzhou; cold rain persisted without clearing, making the mountain paths muddy as if coated with sludge. Passing through five hundred rapids with ease, Turning the axle to ascend the celestial road. Sincere filial piety reaches the heavens, and peace is as if laid out on a mat. I recall my kind ancestors; in June, summer heat was just departing. Though a hundred jugs of sacrificial wine be poured out, the Lianxi cauldron dries up in drought. Today I trace back against the strong wind, Xinju is surely as before. His virtue and reputation were renowned; his benevolence overflowed into the neighborhood. The hands of a thousand gold do not sell their Zhong; later generations, by heavenly appointment, have been given this stone well. A glance and it becomes my dwelling, and yet again it is measured to level ten thousand households. The guardian dwelled in great desire; one drew the red silk mountain cold obstruction forward, Huang Luo sent golden purple peak off, eyes only hesitated. |
| 189 | 髙宗皇帝寳訓終編錫賚進詩。 The poems presented by Xilai were included in the final compilation of the Baoxun of Emperor Gaozong. |
| 190 | 紅雲一朶金爐煙黃傘亭亭午漏傳龍牀猶御金華殿，方進羣儒讀寳編，編中並載神堯語。三十六年真復古，祗今安用讀遺書？卓肰巳復光前緒，髙皇當日濟艱難，猶在經綸未偹間。今日山東河北地，百年羶去一朝還，更有祖宗傳國璽，琢於元祐隆平際，玉光射日篆雲飛，今日煌煌登寳几，髙皇一笑在天靈神孫今日再中興，賜與千秋萬歲齡，甲兵洗盡年丰登，羣臣尚或呻呫畢，㣲臣但拱坳頭立，芳筵華秩及龍媒亦拜聫翩自天鍚，更憶先朝徹講。餘有臣曰：軾感恩腴，願對紫薇花影下，試草招來贊普書，今也梯航慕中夏，無復更待招來者。㣲臣但摩千丈松，敬賡吉甫中興雅。 Red clouds, a single blossom of incense from the golden censer; yellow parasols stand tall as the gong announces noon. The dragon bed is still in use at Jinhua Palace, where scholars are just being summoned to read the precious scrolls, which also contain records of Emperor Shenyao's words. In the thirty-sixth year, the old ways were truly restored; now, what need is there to read the remaining books? Zhuo Rensi restored Guangqian's former endeavors; the high emperor, on that day, overcame hardships, still in the midst of planning and preparation not yet complete. Today, the land of Shandong and Hebei is once again returned after a hundred years. There remains also the imperial seal passed down by our ancestors, carved during the Yuanyou Longping era. The jade's light shines toward the sun; its inscriptions soar like clouds flying. Today it gleams resplendently upon the throne. The high emperor smiles from heaven; his divine grandson revives prosperity today and is granted a thousand autumns and ten thousand years of longevity. Armies are cleansed, harvests abundant. Some ministers still murmur in complaint, while I, a lowly subject, merely bow my head in reverence. Fragrant banquets and splendid honors reach even the dragon steeds; they too kneel in procession from heaven's gate. I also recall the former dynasty's thorough lectures. I have a minister named Shi Ganyu, who expressed his gratitude and devotion by wishing to compose an invitation letter for the Zhaolaizangpu under the shade of the Purple Crape Myrtle blossoms. Now, they arrive by boat and ladder, admiring Central China, no longer needing any further invitations. The humble minister Dan Moqian zhangsong, respectfully continues the noble verses of Ji Fu on the revival. |
| 191 | 代上楊誠齋。 On behalf of Yang Chengzhai. |
| 192 | 杜陵已醉老，坡仙生後百年，恨不及那知開眼大江西突兀見公正，冠幘凛肰，清風不可攀，千載懦夫毛骨㮚暇，時畧吐胸中雲，坐使九霄成五色未辨，執樂三千指，不計酒材七百石，浩肰收寳入丹田，歸省廬阜千尋碧、那知城裏住相如，但信城東有太白，一時餘子皆鷁退，家有諸郎傳正脈，世塵千刼都磨盡，獨有詩縁渺亡極，天欲留公在世間，管領風月長為客彩鳳，一鳴天地靜，安得㣲吟容晚出，詎止青山吞澤芥？許投頑石博拱璧先丘宰木已參天，幽碣未刋但惕夕，魯山四絶先李文，誼貫幽明光存歿，先生匹素不可辜，儻得煙雲生勃鬱，化為匹錦授丘遲，磨鈍為銛希，萬一要是人，貪常熟書非闗買菜復求益，詎敢限字如昔聞小大，當唯意所適，庶㡬挂在露寒堂，琅肰一讀意，一釋，不須㸃。白鱠松鱸解衣臥，聽歌赤壁。 Du Ling had already drunk himself into old age; a hundred years after Po Xian was born, I regret not having known that when my eyes opened wide in the great western river of Jiangxi, I suddenly saw Master Gong Zheng standing there. He wore his cap and head covering with solemn dignity, so pure and lofty that no breeze could reach him. For a thousand years, timid men have been left trembling and without flaw; at times he slightly exhaled clouds from within his chest, causing the nine heavens to become five-colored yet indistinct. Holding music for three thousand people, he did not count the seven hundred stones of wine materials, but grandly gathered treasures into his dan tian (elixir field). Returning home to visit Lufu's thousand-fathom greenery, who would have known that Xiangru lived in the city? I only believe there is Taibai east of the city. At once, all lesser men retreated like ying birds; my family has several sons passing on the orthodox lineage. All worldly dust and ten thousand kalpas are ground away, but alone remains a poetic connection without end. Heaven wishes to keep Master Gong in this world, managing wind and moon as an eternal guest phoenix. One cry stilled heaven and earth—how can I allow late-arriving subtle verses to be accommodated? How could it merely be that green mountains swallow the dew from a single leaf? Xu Tou Wan Shi Bo Gongbi Xianqiu Zai Mu Yi Can Tian, Youjie Wei Kuan Dan Ti Xi, Lushan Si Jue Xian Li Wen, Yi Guan Youming Guang Cun Mo, Xiansheng Pi Su Bu Ke Gu, Tang De Yanyun Sheng Boyu, Hua Wei Pi Jin Shou Qiu Chi, Mo Dun Wei Xian Xi, Wan Yi Yao Shi Ren, Tan Changshu Shu Fei Guan Maicai Fu Qiu Yi, Ju Gan Xian Zi Ru Xi Wen Xiaoda, Dang Wei Yi Suo Shi, Shu Ji Gua Zai Lu Han Tang, Langran Yidu Yi, Yisheng, Bu Xu Dian. White fish and pine perch served with undressed clothes lying down, listening to songs at Chibi. |
| 193 | 辛亥冬，交石阻風三日隂，崖老虎，殺氣驕一。噫三日攪泬㵳，日寒不燄雲飛逃。乾坤蟻轉東南髙，疾勢已作奔天濤，餘威猶捲少陵茅，魚龞怖死蛟龍號，舟中性命如鴻毛。起來危立大江皋，白沙黃塵紛驛騷，徐呼風伯入苹蒿，指撝八極建六鼇。翕張橐籥吾誰曹，太平之風不鳴條。 In the winter of Gengxu, three days of wind and rain blocked the way at Jiaoshi, where Ya Laohu displayed a proud aura of killing. Alas, for three days the wind and rain have stirred up chaos; each day is cold, with no flame-like clouds fleeing away. The heavens and earth tremble like ants turning in the southeast high, the violent force already surging as a rushing tidal wave; its lingering power still rolls up the thatched huts of Shaoling. Fish and turtles are terrified to death while dragons wail; lives on board the boat are as light as goose feathers. Rise up and stand on the riverside, where white sand and yellow dust fly in confusion; slowly summon the wind god into the reeds and wormwood, pointing and commanding to establish six tortoises reaching all eight extremes. Who among us can control the bellows and the taoyue? The peaceful winds do not stir the willow branches. |
| 194 | 登紫㣲崖。 Climb Ziweng Ya. |
| 195 | 富池大信江千里，三日醉臥煙篷底，曉来推篷登斷岸，因憶牧之呼屐齒九華隆隆閘，天脊㣲雲低，度參差是百，喚牧之如不聞，剝腕塵痕見文字。今年十月天未霜，木葉留露光。嶷嶷興亡風流不可論，蒼松怪石還如此，我今與子陟層巔酌酒賦詩云：樂只後來誰復是？牧之斜陽歸路芙蓉水」。 Fu Chi Daxin Jiang Qianli, three days drunk and lying under the smoke-covered boat 篷, at dawn pushing open the boat 篷 to ascend the broken bank, recalled Mu Zhi calling out with clogs in hand. Ji chi Jiu Hua Longlong Zha, Tianji low with faint clouds, passing through uneven steps of a hundred, called out to Mu Zhi as if unheard, peeling off dust-stained wrist marks revealing writings. This year in October, the sky has not yet frosted; leaves on trees retain the dew's light. Yiyi's rise and fall is a matter of fleeting fame, not worth discussing; the towering cypresses and strange rocks remain as they are. Today I ascend with you to the lofty peaks, drinking wine and composing poetry: "Who among those who come later will be like this?" "Past the western sun, returning on the road to Furong water." |
| 196 | 於潛、佳丞，四明人同年友也。方此掉鞅，百未一見，而来書羅縷，無非歸與語，豈《醉夢書邪》三詩見寄亟占數語正之。 Yuqian and Jiacheng were friends from Siming who were born in the same year. At this time of my leisure, I have seen less than one out of a hundred [things], yet your letter is detailed and meticulous, containing nothing but words about returning home. How could it be? The three poems "Zui Meng Shu Xie" you sent me were received with great urgency; please write several lines to correct them. |
| 197 | 世人眼見真蓮少，真蓮卻在玻瓈沼，浣花溪水入銀河，何人更識月皎皎，謫仙不見見梅妝荷稠搴作芙蓉裳，黃龍乾葉何年墮，維摩雨華昨夜芳。真花真詩元在眼，要須心地先清凉不肰瀟湘水清寒，磯月沙平水晚露低昻勸君休問張子房，鑑湖十里藕華香。天駟超河夜未央，胡為自同太白光，何時握手論行藏，江東雲暮天何方」。 The world's eyes see few true lotuses; the true lotus, however, grows in the glassy marsh. The Huanhua Stream flows into the Milky Way—how many can recognize the moon's brightness? Though Zhe Xian is unseen, one sees plum powder and dense lotus leaves plucked to make a peony robe. When did Huanglong's dry leaves fall? Vimalakirti's rain blossoms fragranced the night before. True flowers and true poetry have always been before our eyes; one must first have a clear and cool mind. Is it not the cold clarity of Xiao Xiang's waters, where moonlight shines on the sandbar and evening dew gently rises? I advise you to stop asking about Zhang Zifang—the lotus fragrance drifts for ten li along Jianhu Lake. The celestial steeds leap across the river, and the night is not yet over; why do you compare yourself to the light of Taibai? When will we clasp hands and discuss our paths—retreat or advancement—and where in Jiangdong are the clouds gathering as dusk falls upon the sky. |
| 198 | 太上虛皇黃庭經句法》十篇，夀趙帥今存其七，太史告春纔五日東風昨夜傳消息，斗邊一星下南極，飭以貂蟬扶社稷，更昌斯文開民則。 The "Tai Shang Xuhuang Huangting Jing Ju Fa" consists of ten chapters; only seven remain today. Now seven are preserved. The Grand Historian announced the spring season, and within five days the east wind brought news last night: a single star descended from the Southern Pole. Adorned with sable chrysanthemums to support the state, it further prospers this literature and establishes a model for the people. |
| 199 | 去年曾說冬葅綠，今年蓼甲春盤簇，綵花金勝相輝屬，五色斑衣佩蒼玉，先奉庭幃千歲祝。 Last year I spoke of winter pickles in green, this year water dropwort sprouts cluster on the spring platter; brocade flowers and golden ornaments shine together, five-colored embroidered robes adorned with blue jade, first presented to the hall as a thousand-year wish. |
| 200 | 莫辭金醆十分斟，邇日星，郎寵數深。庭前桂子更鮮新，鼇頭蚤晚貼塗金，公亦綠殿峩華簮。 Do not refuse to drink from the golden cup filled ten times over; on that day, stars shine upon you, and your lord's favor is deep. The osmanthus trees before the hall are even fresher and more vibrant; on the tortoise's head, gold leaf is pasted early or late. You too wear a green-dyed palace hat adorned with ornate hairpins. |
| 201 | 漢列土宇封同姓，唐擢宗英持國柄，我宋膺圗臨海鏡，參天杞梓仙源盛，蕭敷、艾榮何足訂。 The Han dynasty divided its territory and enfeoffed relatives of the same surname; the Tang dynasty elevated distinguished members of the royal family to hold state power. Our Song dynasty, having received the Mandate of Heaven, faces the mirror-like sea, where towering qizi (magnificent talents) from Xianyuan flourish abundantly. What need is there then to discuss Xiao Fu and Ai Rong? |
| 202 | 向也何幸識仙翁，玉栗春明盛徳容，又常一再見阿戎，神情頴異機生鋒，公家流慶無終窮」。 In the past, how fortunate I was to know Master Xianweng; Yu Li and Chunming were illustrious in virtue and bearing. I also had the chance to see Arong once or twice more; his spirit and demeanor were outstandingly refined, with keen insight and sharp wit. The blessings of your family's legacy will never come to an end." |
| 203 | 明年，天使九街馳御，茗名薰宣玉詞更敕，儀鸞餉夀，巵我有新，曲名紫芝㑹，當獻之鳳凰池。 Next year, the imperial envoy will gallop through nine streets; the name of tea, Xunxuan Yuci, will be further decreed. The ceremonial 鸾 (luan) and offerings for longevity will be presented to me anew. The tune's name is Zhi Hui, which should be offered at Fenghuangchi. |
| 204 | 喬松落澗節輪囷，詩書萬卷終。經綸日華，隔霧光難晨公獨知，其墮凡塵何當一為問大鈞。 Qiao Songluojian jie lunquan, shi shu wan juan zhong. Poetry and books amount to ten thousand volumes in the end. The sun's radiance is veiled by clouds; the light cannot penetrate. Only Lord Chen Gong knows this, and he alone understands how to descend from the mundane world and ask the great deity when. |
| 205 | 郊臺信筆 Jiaotai Xingbi |
| 206 | 江天欲雪未成雪，推出雲頭照霜月。此夕更長不可辜，何時百萬入采盧。幾年長涎一車麴，輸他獵奴飫生肉。也須龍伯坐鼇頭，卻看沙磧臥鰕鰍。 The river and sky are about to snow but have not yet snowed; it pushes out from behind the clouds to shine upon the hoarfrost and moonlight. This night is long and should not be wasted; when will a million come into Cailu? For several years I have been drooling over a cartload of malt, but it is not as good as the meat-eating Lienü who eats their fill. Also must dragon Bo sit on tortoise head, yet see sand and gravel lie crocodile loach. |
| 207 | 玉堂晝值，有懐萬松。 During the daytime duty at Yutang Hall, I have thoughts of Wansong. |
| 208 | 鷄籠峯下萬松山，中有游民天地閑，左架虹腰上𤣥圃，右騎鼇背度飛闗，幽壑流泉噴三峡，袞袞桃花翻浪雪。兩山對峙錦屏開，嫣紫肥紅仍炫白。十里松風百哢琴，丹書一枕臥殘春，何人共結無生社，冉冉青蜺下玉麟，九華突兀匡廬禿，幽深全似入盤谷，懐山一夜鬢如霜。畫作煙圗入洛陽，玉境那容凡骨洿。急草天章訊歸路，磨松琢石歌太平，亦表㣲臣報國恩。 Beneath the Chilong Feng peak lies Wansong Mountain, where among its expanse dwell wandering folk in leisurely ease; to the left a rainbow bridge spans upward toward Xuanpu, while to the right one rides upon the back of an ao turtle across the flying pass. From deep ravines flow springs that spray like the Three Gorges, and torrents of peach blossoms churn white waves like snowflakes. The two mountains face each other as brocade screens unfold; crimson and purple hues still dazzle with white. Ten li of pine wind, a hundred birds' songs like the zither's notes; A red book and one pillow lie beneath the waning spring. Who will join me in forming the Society of No Birth? Slowly, green clouds descend with jade qilin below. The Nine Flowers rise abruptly while Kuanglu recedes baldly; Deep and secluded, it's as if entering Pan Gu. One night by Huai Mountain turns my hair white like frost. The painting depicts a misty landscape entering Luoyang; how could such an ethereal realm tolerate the defilement of ordinary bones? In haste I draft celestial verses on my return journey; Grinding pine and carving stone, I sing of peace and prosperity—also expressing a humble minister's gratitude for the nation's grace. |
| 209 | 郊祀慶成詩有序 Poem on the Successful Completion of the Sacrificial Ceremony at the Suburban Altar with a preface |
| 210 | 臣仰惟皇帝陛下，躬上哲之性，遵列聖之謨，穆卜新陽，昉嚴大報，天地合饗，祖宗並崇，晴光映於祥光，冬夜温於春夜，燭花如綴，蕭煙不揺，頌聲流乎天衢，英風薄乎榆塞，臣待罪翰墨，幸列侍祠，懿鑠鴻休，得所親暏！謹撰慶成詩五首。一章述大典也。二章玉輅如青城也。三章升圎邱也，四章禮成也。五章言天眷聖徳並隆不已也。干冒天威，俯伏惶懼，粹古皆頻歲炎劉，或異祠，有唐方定制我宋遂因儀列聖馨，明徳皇穹答顯祺，恭惟聖天子大典應昌期，涓潔先原廟，純忱歴太宮，八神開列闕，萬騎擁豐隆，執道清風肅。洪頤麗日紅，康衢聽細語，八采更重瞳，牙籤猶未進，玉冕巳先須，峻級飛平步。端圭卻掖扶，祥光匝霄極，和氣滃天區，福飲煙升巳。儐神靄瑞符，紫畤祗堂陞，蒼龍奉駕囘邉塵，知電埽歲稔十年開，丹鳳覃天澤，東朝奉玉杯，樓前呼萬歲，砰隠動春雷，謂聖惟能饗，由心克致䖍天心，今答聖聖意，更祈天沖性猶勤徳，𢯱求愈任賢，愚臣輸至●端在賦甘泉，憲聖慈烈皇后輓詩二首。 Your servant reverently considers that Your Majesty, the Son of Heaven, possesses a most sagacious nature and follows the plans of previous sage rulers. With solemn divination, you have chosen the new yang (positive force), initiating grand ceremonies with utmost seriousness. Heaven and Earth jointly partake in the offerings; ancestors and progenitors are equally honored. Clear light shines upon auspicious radiance; winter nights grow warm as spring evenings. Candle flowers appear like clusters; incense smoke remains still without movement. Praises resound along the heavenly avenues, noble winds reach even to the Yusu border. Your servant, though burdened with guilt in his literary duties, is fortunate enough to serve at these ceremonies and personally witness such magnificent and glorious achievements! I have carefully composed five poems to celebrate success. One chapter describes a grand ceremony. The second chapter: The jade carriage is like Qingcheng. Three chapters elevate Yuanqiu; four chapters complete rites. The fifth chapter speaks of Heaven's favor and holy virtue growing ever more abundant. Daring to offend the majesty of Heaven, I prostrate myself in fearful submission. The ancients frequently spoke of Liu Yansui's fiery days; some differ in their temples and altars. In the Tang dynasty there was a fixed system, which our Song dynasty followed as ritual for successive emperors' ancestral halls. The virtuous virtue of His Majesty is answered by Heaven with clear blessings. With reverence I contemplate that this great ceremony under Your Sacred Majesty's reign corresponds to an auspicious era. We have selected and purified the original temple site beforehand; sincere devotion has passed through the Grand Palace. Eight deities open up the gates, ten thousand horsemen accompany the grandeur of Fenglong, holding the path clear with a refreshing breeze. Hong Yili ri hong, Kang Qu ting xi yu, Ba cai geng zhong tong, Ya qian you wei jin, Yu mian si xian xu, Jun ji fei ping bu. The jade gua is held upright and supported by the yue; auspicious light surrounds the highest heavens, harmonious qi rises over the sky region, and blessings drink as smoke ascends already. The spirits of the welcoming deities are filled with auspicious signs, Purple altars and sacred halls rise in reverence. Azure dragons accompany the imperial carriage back from the border dust; Lightning clears a decade of bountiful harvests. Crimson phoenixes spread their grace across heaven's dew, The eastern court presents jade cups in homage. Before the pavilion, ten thousand years are called out, A thunderous sound stirs like spring thunder. It is said that only the sage can be honored; With sincerity one may truly reach the heart of Heaven. Now I respond to the sacred will of the Sage, And further pray for Heaven's nature to remain diligent in virtue. I humbly request even greater trust in the wise and virtuous, A foolish minister offers utmost loyalty—this is my earnest wish at Ganchuan. Two Elegiac Poems for Empress Xiansheng Cilie. |
| 211 | 西滸俱來日，東朝極盛時。雕弓平黑海，采筆照丹墀。壟起先裁費丹成，不用醫人間空悵。望風月，宴瑤池，聖祖艱難業，重孫擁佑恩。玉妃閑寳簡，仙女送金根。杳杳龍先去翩翩，鳳又飜，塗山望。堯穴日月萬春存，光宗皇帝輓詩。 On the day when the western Hu all came, it was the time of greatest prosperity for the eastern court. The carved bow pacifies the Black Sea; the colorful brush shines upon the vermilion terrace. Long Qixian cai Fei Dancheng, bu yong yi ren jian kong chang. Gazing at the wind and moon, feasting in 瑶 chi, the sacred ancestor's arduous endeavors, the great-grandson enjoys protective grace. The Jade Consort Xianbao Jian, Immortal maidens present golden roots. Yao yao long xian qu pian pian, Feng you fan, Tu shan wang. Yao Xue Ruyue Wanchun Cun, a eulogy poem for Emperor Guangzong. |
| 212 | 厭聽人間樂催成，海上丹雲車分白。象天仗下紅鸞梧野朝煙澹咸陽莫日寒龍舟宵，濟處清血漲紅干，光宗皇后輓詩。 Tired of hearing worldly music urging completion, the red clouds over the sea part to reveal a white carriage. The red 鸾 phoenix under the heavenly halberd, the morning mist over the cedars of Wu Ye is faint; the cold dragon boat at night in Xianyang. Wherever it goes, clear blood surges and dries red. Elegy for Empress Guangzong. |
| 213 | 玉鎻辭椒禁，瑤宮問廣寒。人間方祝鳦，天上忽飛鸞。弱水三山隔，華胥，一夢殘聖情凝望處，仙御景雲端丁亥閏五月十日，囘自真聖道坊車中記事列障羅屏，合囘泉玉帶環外容三肘密中著十洲寛，天意驅蹲虎，人心見聖蟾，煩君招舊隠，來此共潺湲，書富陽普照院二首。 Yu Suo bid farewell to the jiao palace, and Yaogong visits Guanghan. People on earth were just wishing for a swallow, when suddenly a phoenix flew down from heaven. The weak water and the Three Mountains lie apart; Huaxu, a dream left incomplete. Where sacred feelings gather in longing gaze, Immortal chariots ride through clouds at the end of the heavens. On the tenth day of the intercalary fifth month, Dinghai year, returning from Zhenshengdaofang by carriage, I record this: Rows of barriers like screens, converging springs with jade sashes encircling; Three cubits dense within, ten isles wide without. Heaven's will drives tigers to crouch, human hearts behold the sacred toad. Trouble you, invite old hermits, come here together by the murmuring stream. Wrote two poems at Fuyang Puzhao Temple. |
| 214 | 境勝由，盤古聞名自謫，仙一從江國後，又到老坡年，山頂煙仍紫樓頭。月故圎，繼今知幾。劫風物，更依肰祇愛。招提古那知俗更，醇寺雖炎漢代人，尚葛天民。僧定都。忘客林，深自鏁春。我來千載後更有後題人，夜登釣石。 The scenery surpasses Youjing, since Pan Gu was exiled and became famous. From the time of Jiangguo to the old Po year, the mountain top still has purple smoke at the tower's head. The moon is thus round; continuing to know this now. Rob and plunder things, even more relying on Renshi love. The ancient Zhaoti Temple who could have known of this change in custom? Though the Chunsu Temple was hot, it still belonged to the people of the Han dynasty. The monk Dingdu. The guest Lin is forgotten, spring is deeply locked away. After a thousand years I have come and found another person who has written an inscription later, climbing at night onto Diao Shi (the Fishing Stone). |
| 215 | 頗憶嚴君瀨還尋釣石縁鄰鷄，方呌，月邊鴈，恰書天句，秀來仙白聲和應，樂全展編真一快，如放五湖船挽徐提舉。 I often recall Master Yan Junlai, who returned to seek the stone where he once fished. The neighbor's rooster crows just as the moon appears and geese fly by; it is precisely at this moment that I write poetic lines under the sky. The clear and elegant sound of a white-clad immortal harmonizes in response, bringing great joy. It is truly delightful to spread out my collection of writings, like releasing a boat on the Five Lakes while slowly drawing up with Master Xu Tiju. |
| 216 | 人品真豪爽，天姿尚典刑。晝簾深院宇，春斾擁郊挏。雲子千䑹白，鹽煙萬竈青。南州髙士傳，三歎一彫零。輓曹監丞 His character is truly bold and generous, his natural talent still sets a model for punishment. The daytime curtain hangs deep over the courtyard, and spring banners surround the suburban tents. The clouds' children, a thousand boats of white, salt smoke from ten thousand stoves turns blue. The biography of a learned man from Nan Zhou, three sighs and one carving into nothingness. Wan Cao Jiancheng. |
| 217 | 學渺千江水，才雄百尺樓。鳬飛思葉縣，燕窺憶蘇州。有感珠還浦無苛虎渡洲，浦江天濶處缺月正如鉤」五十六字，庸以告，未知野夫者。 My learning is as vast as a thousand rivers of water, my talent as mighty as a hundred-foot tower. Fuyi thinks of Yexian; Yan Pei recalls Suzhou. There is a feeling of pearl returning, Puwu has no ko tiger crossing the island; at the place where Puhu River sky is vast, the crescent moon is just like a hook." These fifty-six characters are humble offerings, I do not know who the wild man is. |
| 218 | 寜須山澤論髙平，但要曾餐石，決明三世擊鐘敲石磬，十年學劒斮銅釘，儻知狐祖天邊去，肯向蠻奴腳底行，更許野夫。尋」上著十洲、三島、一宫城。 Ning Xushan ze lun Gaoping, dan yao ceng can shi, jue ming san shi ji zhong qiao shiqing, shi nian xue jian zhuo tong ding, tang zhi hu zu tian bian qu, ken xiang man nu jiao di hang, geng xu ye fu. The "Xun" is inscribed above ten zhou, three islands, and one palace city. |
| 219 | 慶元丁巳十月，奉親如臨安宿西菩寺，表弟吳克仁俱焉。 In the tenth month of Dingsi year of Qingyuan, I went to Lin'an to visit my parents and stayed at Xipu Temple; my cousin Wu Keren was with me. |
| 220 | 熙寜相望百餘年，又有人如古鐵頑日落，尚憐今夕路月明，無恙舊時山朱紅，野實堆盤裏，粉白詩牌滿壁間，欲為慈顔供一笑，更留數語，任渠刪。 For more than a hundred years, Xining and Xiangwang have looked toward each other; again there is someone like Gu Tie, as the sun sets, still cherishing tonight's bright moon on the road. The old mountains remain unharmed in their crimson red hue, wild fruits piled onto plates, pink-white poetic plaques filling the walls. I wish to offer a smile for my kind mother's face; I will leave several more words behind, let her delete them as she pleases. |
| 221 | 用朱經《畧韻》。 Use Zhu Jing's Lueyun. |
| 222 | 歸來南橐舊蕭蕭，但有新詩照佩瑤。峴首溪山歸點染，湘天風月困吟嘲。輕裘詩帥風流在岳牧，詞臣意氣饒。見說，玉堂須翰手，公當歸侍紫宸朝。 Returning southward with my old satchel still desolate and worn, I have only new poems to illuminate my jade pendants. The Xianshou Stream and mountain scenery return to brushstrokes, while the winds and moon of Xiangan Heaven confound poetic jests. The elegant general's poetic charm still lingers at Yue Mu, while the literary ministers are full of spirit and vigor. It is said that the Jade Hall requires a literary hand; you should return to serve in the Zichen court. |
| 223 | 作堂六桂》之束，命之曰「桂生，取漢人招隠篇「桂樹叢生」之語也，詩以記之。 At the end of "Zuotang Liu Gui," he named it "Guisheng," taking the phrase "Gui shu ceng sheng" ("cinnamon trees growing in clusters") from the Han people's Zhaoyin Pian. He composed a poem to record this. |
| 224 | 幾年列植擅清芳，今日標題始作堂。逺向松岡分老䕃，近於菊畹借寒香。地雖未離人間，世心巳全肰，物外鄉最好，夜來清絶處，飛霜帶月下南塘。 For several years they have been planted in rows, exuding a pure fragrance; today the title is inscribed and thus becomes a hall. Far away, toward Songgang, old shade is divided; nearby, from Juwan, cold fragrance is borrowed. Though this land has not yet left the mortal world, worldly desires have already been completely severed. The best place is beyond material things; in the clearest and most exquisite spot last night, flying frost accompanied moonlight over Nan Tang. |
| 225 | 流觴西湖，用范《左史韻。 Flowing cups at West Lake, using Fan's "Zuoshi Rhyme." |
| 226 | 畫航同載若登仙，卻笑泥韉馬不前。要識冷煙催穀雨，須知澹月養花天，千條翠栁隨風舞，一樹天桃照水妍。須信人生行樂耳，虛名那用世間傳」。 Sailing together on a painted boat is like ascending to immortality; Yet one laughs at the muddied horse that refuses to advance. To recognize the cold mist hastening Grain Rain, one must know that a faint moon nourishes blooming flowers. A thousand green willows sway with the wind; a single tree of heavenly peaches reflects its beauty by the water. "Must believe that human life is for enjoyment alone; what need is there for empty fame to be passed down in the world." |
| 227 | 歲暮 At year's end. |
| 228 | 綵帖瑜糜溼屠蘇琥，珀濃夕陽猶臘日，午夜已春風，三月三日度白際」黄尖敝，峯名。白際，嶺名日望黃尖杪，今登白際巔，千山皆委地一臂，獨擎天戊子正旦賀夀慈宮二首。 Colorful pasted jade mashes wet Tu Su hu, amber thick sunset still like the day of La, midnight already spring wind, March 3rd pass Bai Ji." Huang Jianbi, peak name. Baiji, a mountain pass. Looking toward the tip of Huangjian on that day; today I have climbed to the summit of Baiji. A thousand mountains all lie prostrate at one arm's length, while this peak alone reaches up to touch the sky. On the first day of the year Gengwu, two poems in celebration of the birthday of the Gongshou Cungong. |
| 229 | 曙色浮丹栱，春風煖禁街，㣲瀾迷秀石，纖草䕃新槐。鳳駕囘天仗，鴛班集露門，須㬰趨魏闕，杲日正中暾粥罷」。 The dawn light floats over vermilion brackets; the spring wind warms the palace streets. Ripples obscure beautiful stones, and slender grass shades new locust trees. The phoenix carriage returns with the heavenly entourage; mandarin ducks gather at the Lu Men. At dawn, one hurries toward Wei Que; the bright sun rises in the middle of the day, and the warm porridge is done. |
| 230 | 飯已茶，三啜隅中粥，一盂陶肰詠皇化，安用東封書冰十歲作 After a meal of tea, three sips and a corner noon porridge, one bowl of Tao Reng Yong Huanghua, why use the eastern seal to write ice? Ten years old's work |
| 231 | 白日黃流漲渭城，三更風緊盡成冰，莫言此物渾無用，曾向滹沱渡漢兵。 The sun shines on yellow torrents swelling Wei Cheng, By the third watch, fierce winds make all turn to ice. Do not say this thing is utterly useless; Once it helped Han troops cross the Hutuo River. |
| 232 | 甘將軍廟。 The Temple of General Gan. |
| 233 | 「沙寒日薄，水雲愁，賊魏王吳一夜。休自是英雄，元不死，至今猶占大江流。 The sand was cold and the sun weak, the water clouds sorrowful, thief Wei Wang Wu one night. Xu Zhi was a hero, Yuan did not die, and to this day still occupies the great river flow. |
| 234 | 晚發富池。 Left Fuchi in the evening. |
| 235 | 甘王樓下一帆風獵獵，舟旗照日紅灑酒。三江飲龍腹，摩挲冠冕是誰功。 Under the Ganwang building, a single sail billows with the wind, and the boat's flag shines red in the sunlight as wine is poured. Three rivers quench the dragon's belly; who is the one to be praised for wearing a crown and official hat? |
| 236 | 築徑。 Build a path. |
| 237 | 入門一徑小，紆囘百本，芙蓉手自栽，寄語後來，須善䕶三年，猶及見三開」。 Upon entering through the gate, a narrow path winds around for hundreds of paces; lotus flowers were personally planted by hand. A message is left for those who come later: you must take good care. After three years, it will still be possible to see them bloom thrice. |
| 238 | 雪霽玉堂曉眺 Snow Clears at the Jade Hall: A Morning View |
| 239 | 當年銀界隔鯨江，今日分明玉作堂，不是瓊林宮樹密也。應白虎，接明光。 In that year, the silver world was separated by the Jingjiang River; today it is clearly a jade hall, not because of the dense trees in Qionglin Palace either. Respond to Baihu, connect with Mingguang. |
| 240 | 修《玉牒官閣子》，坐屏甚古，詰吏亦不知曷始數語紀之。 The "Yu Die Guange Zi" was repaired; the folding screen is very ancient, and interrogating officials also did not know when it began. A few words are recorded here. |
| 241 | 摩詰何年，留此筆至今雙壁猶崷崒。老松掀甲作風雲，亂石激流殷霹靂。 How many years has it been since Mojie left? He kept this brush until now, and still his calligraphy stands tall like a double wall. Old pines flake off their bark to create wind and clouds; scattered stones agitate the current with a deep thunderclap. |
| 242 | 蚤入 Enter early. |
| 243 | 紫薇浥露，翠條深㨗，㨗靈烏振好音全似冰巖亭上坐，四屏，煙靄奏春禽。 Purple wisteria is dewy, green branches stretch deeply; the divine magpie shakes forth a pleasant sound, just like sitting on Bingyan Pavilion, four screens, mist and haze accompany spring birdsong. |
| 244 | 直廬多暇新，綠鬱肰信筆二絶。朝絶倖，恩除目。少邊清妖祲。檄書希飯餘。摩腹閑行立一抹，牆東新翠薇。 The straight pavilion has much leisure and novelty; green luxuriance is written with two absolute poems. The court cut off favor, and grace was removed from the list. The border regions saw a slight clearing of demonic omens. The edict was written after a meal. Gently stroking my abdomen while walking or standing alone, I see new emerald wisteria on the east wall. |
| 245 | 壁右方壺，浸碧天依肰，全似太湖邊。清風一夜生新興，好把漁竿上釣船。 The right side of the wall resembles a jade vase, immersed in emerald skies and thus entirely like the banks of Taihu Lake. A fresh breeze arises overnight in Xinxing, good for raising a fishing rod onto the boat. |
| 246 | 朱生《論天 Zhu Sheng Lun Tian |
| 247 | 不知占得幾，躔星閲盡人間聚散萍，今日重來橋上望，依肰楊栁兩行青。 I do not know how many times I have cast the divination; the stars have witnessed all human gatherings and dispersals like floating duckweed. Today, returning once more to gaze from this bridge, still there are two rows of willows in green. |
| 248 | 五鼓夢中作覺而成之，二首人生萬幻一釐輕，須築銅駝萬里城，莫道斜陽光不逺，斷霞收盡十分明。 I composed these two poems in a dream at the fifth watch of the night and finished them upon waking: Life is but ten thousand illusions, light as a hair's breadth; We must build a city of bronze camels for ten thousand li. Do not say that the slanting sunlight does not reach far— Even when the broken clouds have gathered in completely, it shines clearly to the full degree. |
| 249 | 當時千駟，巳無間寜，說牛羊上冢行，同是博陵評。古者肎令千載尚齦卿」。 At that time, thousands of horses were kept, and there was already no peace; speaking of oxen and sheep ascending to the ancestral tomb, they were all evaluated as Boling. In ancient times, who could have foreseen that after a thousand years, still the teeth would outlast the jaw? |
| 250 | 閏：九十四。 Rùn: 94. |
| 251 | 午夜，青衣海上還。八年，兩度雪封山，如今一水平，如鏡好釣、桐江五百灘。 At midnight, Qingyi Hai returned from his journey. In the eighth year, snow blocked the mountain twice; now there is a level stretch of water, like a mirror good for fishing, along the Tung River's five hundred rapids. |
| 252 | 送松煤十丸與葉秀才，雲溪深處萬松林，煙起晴天自作塵。根向九華分結處，與君同是墨仙人。 Give ten pills of pine coal to Ye Xiucai; in the depths of Yunxi, a forest of ten thousand pines, smoke rises into clear skies and creates its own dust. The roots stretch toward Jiuhua's divided and connected places, With you I am both a brush immortal. |
| 253 | 出南郊清甚 South of the southern suburbs is very clear. |
| 254 | 春風吹屣到南園，著酒塗酥花正繁。更喜滿前無俗物，橫塘疎竹渭南邨。 The spring wind carries my steps to Nan Yuan, where flowers are in full bloom and wine is poured with buttery richness. I am even more pleased to see no vulgar objects before me; Hengtang's sparse bamboo and Weinan village stretch out ahead. |
| 255 | 《漁溪詩藳》 Yuxi Shigao |
| 256 | 俞桂，字晞郄，錢唐人。紹興五年舉進士。嘗出守海濱，政劇民頑，桂理之裕如，不廢吟咏。與菊潭、吳惟信、芸居陳起詩文相往復。《漁溪詩藳》三巻，淺淺著語，「風骨泠肰如東山云。「麤有小園供，日涉，不愁無地種，梅花江頭云等閑。更上層樓望貪看，江潮不肎歸最佳」。其詩長於絶句，故集中所存，亦過古律詩之《半雨吟》。 Yu Gui, courtesy name Xixi, was a native of Qiandang. He passed the jinshi examination in the fifth year of Shaoxing. He once served as a governor by the sea, where government affairs were arduous and the people stubborn; Gui handled them with ease, without neglecting poetry. He exchanged poems and writings with Ju Tan, Wu Weixin, Yunju Chen Qi. Three volumes of Yu Xi Shi Gao, with brief annotations, "The style and bones are cold and clear like clouds on Dongshan Mountain." There is a small garden for cultivation, daily visits are made, one need not worry about having no land to plant; plum blossoms by the riverbank and clouds are as casual as ever. "Still ascend to a higher floor and gaze greedily upward; the river tides will not permit returning to the best." His poetry is especially good at quju (four-line poems), so the collection contains more of these than classical regulated verse, even surpassing "Banyu Yin." |
| 257 | 輕輕煙霧失，樓臺雨暗，吳山鏁不開。試與漁翁閑訪問落花，幾許汎溪來。 Light smoke and mist disappear, towers and pavilions darkened by rain, Wushan remains locked shut. Try to visit with the old fisherman and idly inquire about fallen flowers; how many have drifted down the stream? |
| 258 | 過潮 Crossing the tidal flats. |
| 259 | 舟移別岸水紋開。日暖風香正落梅」。「山色濛濛橫畫軸，白鷗飛處帶詩來」。 The boat moves to another shore, and the water ripples spread out. The sun is warm and the wind fragrant as plum blossoms fall. "The mountain scenery is hazy and blurred like a horizontal painting scroll; white egrets flying bring poetry with them." |
| 260 | 溪流 stream |
| 261 | 雲腳纔行，又復開一聲，隠隠只空雷，家僮忽報溪流漲，知是前邨落雨來」。 The clouds had just begun to move, and then another sound opened up, a faint rumble of empty thunder. Suddenly my household servant reported that the stream was rising; I realized it must be raining heavily in the village upstream. |
| 262 | 初，秋 Originally, autumn |
| 263 | 火老金，柔暑告殘，乗凉正好，望西山秋聲來處，無尋覓，只在窗前竹葉間。 The fire element wanes and the metal element grows old; summer heat gradually fades. It is just right to enjoy the coolness. Looking toward the western hills, I hear the autumn sounds coming from afar. There's no need for searching or seeking—they are simply present in the bamboo leaves before my window. |
| 264 | 雜興 Miscellaneous Reflections |
| 265 | 漫山花發草萋萋，楊栁飛綿水拍隄。況是客懐禁不得，那堪杜宇耳邊啼。 The mountain is covered with blooming flowers and lush grass; willows fluff the air as water slaps the dike. How much more so is the case for a traveler's feelings, which cannot be restrained; how could one endure the cuckoo crying by one's ear? |
| 266 | 《偶吟》 "A Casual Recitation" |
| 267 | 降伏吾心法無如拒外魔。苦吟詩愈拙，著意字猶譌。荏苒青衫舊消磨白髪多不才，為世棄徒自詠巻，阿雨中遣愁。 To subdue my own mind, there is no better method than to resist external demons. The more I labor over my poetry, the clumsier it becomes; the harder I focus on each character, the more errors I make. The green robe has faded with time, and my white hair has thinned; I am a man of no talent, cast aside by the world. I merely recite poetry to while away the hours, dispelling my sorrows in the rain. |
| 268 | 花巳開時人正，愁花簮頭，上使人羞，一春可厭無晴日下卻珠簾嬾憑樓」。 "When the flowers have already bloomed, people are just beginning to feel sorrow. Flowers adorning one's hair make a person shy; for an entire spring, there is nothing but gloomy days beneath which pearl curtains hang lazily from the pavilion." |
| 269 | 即事。 On an Occasion. |
| 270 | 隂雲釀雨勒花遲，梅巳飄殘到杏枝，好是池塘清夢處，勾吟春草入新詩」。 Dark clouds brew rain and delay the blooming of flowers; plum blossoms have already drifted to the apricot branches. It is most delightful at the pond where clear dreams arise, evoking verses that summon spring grass into new poetry." |
| 271 | 松江 Songjiang |
| 272 | 荷葉翻「風暑氣㣲，看山露，泠溼征衣垂虹夜靜三髙月，只照漁溪，一舸歸。 Lotus leaves rustle, the wind carries faint summer heat; gazing at the mountain mist, cool dampness clings to my traveler's robe. In the quiet night under the three lofty moons, only the fishing stream remains illuminated, with a single boat returning home. |
| 273 | 惜春》 "Xichun" |
| 274 | 春事三分過二分，桃花水上覓紅雲。遊人浪說：春歸去，桞外黃鸝尚自吟。 Of spring's affairs, two thirds have passed; Seeking crimson clouds by peach blossoms on the water. The sightseers idly say: "Spring has gone, but beyond the willows, a yellow oriole still sings." |
| 275 | 東山 Dongshan |
| 276 | 「東山隨分作生涯，即是清，髙隠者家。「麤」有「小園供日涉，不愁無地種梅花」。 "Living on Dongshan Mountain according to one's circumstances, even if it is merely a quiet life, is the home of a noble recluse." The book "Coarse" has the lines: "A small garden provides daily access; there is no worry about having no land to plant plum blossoms." |
| 277 | 夏中即事。 Incident during midsummer. |
| 278 | 黃梅過了猶慳雨，幸有南薫在翠槐，燕子亦於貧者薄，今年全不見飛來」。 "The plum rains have passed but the rain is still scarce; fortunately, the southern breeze lingers among the green locust trees. Swallows also show favoritism toward the poor, and this year they haven't come flying at all." |
| 279 | 惠山 Huishan |
| 280 | 徑入松闗，古秋雲帶樹煙只疑山，有雨恰是澗。流泉騷客詩，留壁遊人岸。繫船憑誰招，陸羽瀹茗古欄邊夏晨偶作。 Go straight into the pine pass, ancient autumn clouds with tree mist only suspecting the mountain, there is rain just as it is a ravine. The stream's spring stirs the poet's verse, Left on the wall by travelers' banks. Who will moor the boat and invite me? By the ancient railing, Lu Yu brews tea on a summer morning. |
| 281 | 蠶事行，將了農家刈麥初雨慳，林少筍，水澁港無魚，因病嘗懲酒，偷閑嬾，答書「今年身愈老。事事覺，全疎久雨」。 The mulberry cultivation journey is about to end. The farmers are beginning to harvest wheat, but the early rain is scarce. There are few bamboo shoots in the woods and the water is low, so there are no fish in the harbor. Because of an illness, I have often punished myself for drinking; taking advantage of a little spare time, I lazily reply to letters: "This year my body grows older." "Everything becomes clear; the entire area has been experiencing prolonged rain." |
| 282 | 踰月留京國，春光總不知可傷，連夜雨好似暮春，時有客來無酒逢，人只說詩官中聞，閉糴應是細民飢」。次坦菴兄韻。 "After a month in the capital, I remain unaware of how spring's beauty can be painful; continuous night rains resemble late spring. Occasionally guests come without wine to offer; people merely say they heard about poets in office, and closing off grain supplies must mean common folk are starving." Following the rhyme of my elder brother Tan'an. |
| 283 | 便中䝉賜墨得句，勝如書，暫爾兩年別俄肰，春暮餘夢馳情不閒心邇迹何疎自？省吾今老湖山，縛屋居鞦韆。 During a convenient time, I received your ink gift and verses, which are more precious than writing itself. Briefly, two years have passed since our parting; suddenly, in the waning spring, my dreams carry my feelings toward you without pause—how distant is your trace? Now that I am old, I visit the lakes and mountains of Hushan; I tie my house to a swing. |
| 284 | 吾今兩鬢已成絲，每每逢春獨自悲，最恨鞦韆》無力上，風流不比少年時」。 My temples are now streaked with white, and every spring I feel sorrow alone. What angers me most is that I lack the strength to climb onto the swing; my charm no longer matches my youth. |
| 285 | 夏中即事。 Random Thoughts in Midsummer. |
| 286 | 青青梅子已添肥犢角新抽晚筍遲茶罷日長消睡處案頭一巻樂天詩。 The green plums are growing lush, fattening calves' horns newly sprout while the late bamboo shoots delay; after tea is finished and days stretch long, one falls asleep reading a volume of Bai Juyi's poetry by his desk. |
| 287 | 湖上閑步 A leisurely walk by the lake |
| 288 | 一畨雨過一畨春，芒屩閑行踏軟塵城裏不知春色蚤，湖邊楊栁巳撩人。 One rain brings one spring, In straw sandals I stroll idly, treading soft dust. The city knows not that spring has come early; Willows by the lake already stir the heart. |
| 289 | 新竹 Xinzhu |
| 290 | 傍牆穿，過鄰家竹，愛䕶新篁，數十竿，翦伐莫。令僮僕輩老夫日日要來看。 It runs along the wall, passing through the bamboo of a neighbor's house. I love protecting new bamboo shoots; there are dozens of stalks, do not cut or fell them. You have made the servants and attendants come to see me every day. |
| 291 | 虎丘 Huqiu |
| 292 | 突兀浮圗挿翠㣲，吳王事迹總成非。寺僧未晚山門閉，不放閑雲一片飛。 Suddenly towering, the floating map thrusts emerald green; the deeds of King Wu are all proven false. The temple monk had not yet closed the mountain gate, and would not allow a single wisp of idle cloud to fly. |
| 293 | 春晚，湖上。 In the late spring, on the lake. |
| 294 | 「花事巳成休都人，嬾出遊水添煙浪，濶山帶夕陽愁」，「栁樹鳴黃鳥，沙隄臥白鷗」，「不辭歸路逺，何必買扁舟苔錢 "The floral affairs have already ceased; the people of Du are too lazy to go out. The water adds smoky ripples, and Kuoshan wears a sunset's sorrow." "Willow trees echo with yellow birds' calls; sand embankments lie beneath white egrets." "I do not refuse the long return journey; why must I buy a boat for mossy coins?" |
| 295 | 庭砌方圎出化鈞，何須抵死論錢神。貧家阿堵新添富，買斷西湖風月春」。 The courtyard steps, square or round, emerge from transformation and balance; why must one stubbornly argue about the god of money? "The poor family's Adu has newly gained wealth, buying up the springtime scenery and moonlight of West Lake." |
| 296 | 買魚 buying fish |
| 297 | 蘆花荷葉晚秋天，鴈影橫斜逺水連。頻喚買魚人不譍，偷忙撐入拍官船。 Cattails and lotus leaves in the late autumn, wild geese flying obliquely across distant waters. Frequently calling out to the fish seller, no one answered; secretly and hurriedly he rowed into the official boat. |
| 298 | 即事。 On an Occasion. |
| 299 | 「東君無處不繁華，一雨纔晴意便佳。客舍山梅開遍了，從今嬾買擔頭花」。 "The Eastern Lord brings prosperity and splendor everywhere; just after a rain clears up, the mood becomes pleasant." "The mountain plum trees outside the guesthouse have all blossomed; from now on, I am too lazy to buy flowers from the market." |
| 300 | 春歸。 Spring returns. |
| 301 | 晴天氣淑濃如酒，引得狂蜂路亦迷，獨立闌干凝望處，賣花人在畫橋西。 On a clear day, the weather is mild and thick like wine, luring wild bees to lose their way. Standing alone by the balustrade in deep contemplation, I see flower sellers at the western end of the painted bridge. |
| 302 | 閒，中 Idle, middle |
| 303 | 花飛春，減燕雛，飛葉葉成隂障。翠圍囊裏酒錢銷，鑠盡滿船贏傳載《詩》歸。 Flowers fly in spring, fewer swallows and their young; falling leaves create a shade. The green surroundings enclose a winesack where the money is spent, and the boat, fully laden with gains, returns bearing the "Book of Songs." |
| 304 | 江頭 Jiangtou |
| 305 | 漁浦山邊白鷺飛，西興渡口夕陽㣲。等閒更上層樓望，貪看江潮不肎歸。 White egrets fly by the banks of Yupu Mountain; at Xingxing ferry, the western sun is about to set. Leisurely ascending the upper floor for a view, I linger on watching the river tides and refuse to return. |
| 306 | 口占 impromptu verse |
| 307 | 園林綠暗又紅稀，蜀鳥啼山筍蕨肥，春夏一畨交篆，蚤綿衣脫，了著單衣。 The garden is shaded with green and dotted sparsely with red flowers. Birds from Shu cry as the bamboo shoots and bracken become plump. Spring and summer meet in a single turn of the calendar; early silkworm clothes are shed, and one puts on light summer garments. |
| 308 | 寓京二首 Two Poems Written While Staying in the Capital |
| 309 | 一官濩落笑如初，只合空山去讀書。不稼不漁無活計，漫將名字玷公車。 A government post has left me in disarray, laughing as I was at first; it is only fitting that I go to the empty mountains to read books. Not farming, not fishing, no means of livelihood; in vain does one's name defile the official carriage. |
| 310 | 車馬紛紛厭軟紅，湖邊秋意屬西風。木犀初放荷花老，買箇船兒學釣翁。 Carriages and horses crowd in, weary of the soft red; by the lake, autumn feelings belong to the western wind. The osmanthus flowers are just beginning to bloom while the lotus flowers have withered; I'll buy a boat and learn from an old fisherman. |
| 311 | 江上。 On the river. |
| 312 | 江頭雲閣雨，栁色與春深。船發春風阻，誰知客子心古意。 Cloudy pavilion rain at the river head, willow color deepens with spring. The boat departed, hindered by the spring wind; who could know the ancient sentiments of a traveler's heart? |
| 313 | 無言情脈脈美，人久相隔道路阻，且長春草幾畨碧。鳳釵冷鬢雲鸞鏡，輕雲幕，昔為比翼。鳥今作孤，飛翮愁絶。寄郎衣腰，●裁宜窄。 There is no word, the affection lingers on in beauty; people have been separated for a long time by roads blocked. Moreover, how many times has the spring grass turned green again? The phoenix hairpin and cold black clouds of hair, the 鸾 mirror, light cloud curtain, once were a pair. The bird is now alone, its wings in sorrowful despair. Tie the waistband of your robe, it should be cut narrow. |
| 314 | 春日即事。 On a Spring Day. |
| 315 | 羲馭舒徐日正遲，園林已覺杏花稀。半晴半雨春無準，燕怯輕寒不耐飛。 The sun moves slowly as the charioteer of time drives at a leisurely pace; in the gardens, I already notice that apricot blossoms are becoming sparse. Spring is unpredictable, with half sunny and half rainy weather; swallows are timid of the light cold and cannot endure flight. |
| 316 | 即事。 On an Occasion. |
| 317 | 薄薄輕輕寒露雨㣲㣲颯颯蚤，秋風小舟辦了松江去，占取三髙作釣翁」。 "Light and thin, the cold dew rain falls in fine, rustling gusts; on a small boat, autumn winds have taken me away from Songjiang, where I shall claim the Three Heights as my fishing hermit." |
| 318 | 《采蓮曲》， "The Lotus Picking Song," |
| 319 | 畫艇將歸，笑語頻鴛鴦對對起還沈，妾心先自懐郎苦怕嚼蓮心苦轉深。 The painted boat is about to return, and with laughter and chatter, pairs of mandarin ducks rise and sink repeatedly; my heart already harbors longing for my beloved, fearing the bitterness of lotus seeds will only grow deeper. |
| 320 | 靈隠。 Lingyin. |
| 321 | 囘首得兩年，曾入靈隠去，一路看不足，衣霑松上露，白雲來相迎，澗泉飛瀑素，此景，天下無逺勝廬山路春暮寄友人」。 Looking back, it had been two years since I last entered Lingyin. All along the way, there was so much to see that my eyes could not take it all in; my clothes were dampened by pine tree dew. White clouds came to greet me, and mountain spring waterfalls cascaded like flowing silk. This scenery—there is nothing in the world more beautiful than the road to Lushan in late spring. "Sending a letter to a friend." |
| 322 | 「日暖棃花雪，風吹楊栁綿」，「春踰三月半，夢憶十年前，詩借鶯聲和」，書無鴈字傳，東君還似舊，吾鬢歎皤肰即事。 "On a warm day, pear blossoms fall like snow; the wind blows willow fluff like silk." "Spring has passed beyond the fifteenth of March. I dream and recall ten years ago. My poetry borrows the oriole's song to harmonize." Writing without wild goose letters transmitted, the east god still remains as before, my temples lament their whitening—this is what happened. |
| 323 | 「吹落楊花》春事了，小池新綠雨添痕。浴蠶時節寒猶在，邨落人家半掩門」。 "The wind blows down the willow catkins; spring is over. The small pond's new greenness bears traces of rain." "At the time of bathing silkworms, cold still lingers; in village homes, half the doors are closed." |
| 324 | 初夏 early summer |
| 325 | 薔薇花已謝芍藥擬下坡午隂轉嘉樹，景序猶清和，日得詩篇詠門無，俗客過筍胎。今歲少荷葉，小池多春，去餘旬日，夏雲已嵳峩。吾年嗟老矣！身事笑蹉跎。但欲臥白石幽嵒捫青蘿，已與心料理不必問如何？」次下竺僧韻。 The rose has already faded, the peony is about to descend the slope; at noon, the shade turns to fine trees. The scenery still resembles spring and summer; each day I compose poems to recite by the gate, without common visitors passing by bamboo shoots. This year there are few lotus leaves; the small pond is full of spring. Only a few days have passed since I left, and already summer clouds tower overhead. Alas, my years have made me old! My life's affairs are but a laughing matter, full of delays and regrets. "But I only wish to lie down on the white stones, in the secluded cliffs and touch the green vines; my heart has already made arrangements, there is no need to ask how?" I follow the rhyme of Master Zhongyun. |
| 326 | 朝市軟紅塵，山林氣味深，放懐隨野鶴過耳任春禽，石澗鳴泉玉，松釵墜日隂，隠居無箇事，存養讀書心江上」。 The morning market is filled with soft red dust, while the mountain forest carries a deep fragrance. I let my mind wander as wild cranes fly past; spring birds sing in my ears. The stone stream echoes with jade-like spring water, and pine needles fall under the shade of the sun. In seclusion there are no worldly affairs—only the heart for cultivation and reading by the river. |
| 327 | 小雨纔收日漸斜，酒旗挿處兩三家，江頭裝點秋來景，半是蘆花半蓼花。 Light rain has just stopped and the sun gradually tilts westward. At places where wine banners are planted, there are only two or three households. The scenery along the riverbank is decorated with autumnal views; half of it consists of reeds and half of it is composed of knotweed flowers. |
| 328 | 秋日 autumn day |
| 329 | 芙蓉未折，桂香浮，落日西風鴈過樓，一雨空堦深夜滴，十分秋是十分愁。 The lotus has not yet been plucked; the fragrance of osmanthus drifts. As the setting sun and western wind carry geese past the tower, a rainstorm leaves empty steps dripping through the long night—ten parts of autumn bring ten parts sorrow. |
| 330 | 偶成 accidentally composed |
| 331 | 吹来一葉報秋知，玉露金風正及時，戴了凉巾披野服，桂花香裏看唐詩」。 "A single leaf blown by the wind announces the coming of autumn; the jade dews and golden winds are just in time. Wearing a cool cap and donning rustic clothes, I read Tang poetry amidst the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms." |
| 332 | 送人至松江。 Seeing someone off to Songjiang. |
| 333 | 西風蕭瑟入船窗送客離，愁酒滿缸，要記此時分袂處，暮煙細雨過松江。 The western wind, bleak and desolate, enters the boat's window as guests part ways; sorrowful wine fills the jars. One must remember this moment of separation, when evening mist and fine rain pass over Songjiang. |
| 334 | 雨後 after the rain |
| 335 | 雨後新晴，日轉西桑間猶有拙。鳩啼十分，愁意無人。管紅蓼，黃蘆水滿溪。 After the rain, it cleared up anew; as the sun turned westward, there was still clumsiness between the mulberry trees. The turtledoves cry ten times, and the sorrowful feelings have no one to share with. The river is full of red pampas grass, and the yellow reeds line the stream. |
| 336 | 紀愁 Jichou |
| 337 | 可笑無詩紀四愁，強將歡伯解吾憂。夜長明月紗窗冷，分得寒蛬一半秋」。 It is laughable to compose a poem about the four sorrows, yet I force myself to drink with Huanbo to relieve my worries. "The night is long, the bright moon shines through the gauze window, cold and clear; it divides the autumn in half with the sound of the cicada." |
| 338 | 和樂《天初夏韻 Hele, "Tian Chu Xia Yun" |
| 339 | 雨腳來山岫，溪痕，漲岸沙挿旗多酒尸，挂網盡，漁家地出綳兒筍。園收菜子花春歸鸎囀嬾。風急燕飛斜杯瀉，青荷葉甌煎白玉茶孤邨流水晚，數點，有歸鴉秋夜。 The raindrops came from the mountain ridges, the stream's mark, the riverbank sand swelled; many wine-drunk corpses were stuck with flags, nets hung empty. From the fishermen's land emerged tender bamboo shoots. The garden harvests cress seeds; the plum blossoms return in spring, and the orioles chirp lazily. The wind is brisk, swallows fly askew as cups pour out; green lotus leaves in small bowls brew white jade tea. A solitary village with flowing water at dusk, a few points, crows return home on an autumn night. |
| 340 | 月華如水淨無塵，千里相思總一心。絡緯籬邊吟不徹，做成秋意十分深。 The moonlight is like water, pure and free of dust; a thousand li of longing are all in one heart. The lattice fence, entwined with vines and latticed by the sky, hums on without end; it has woven a depth of autumn feeling ten times deeper. |
| 341 | 南蹌跧，上人之平江、青浦，相逢恰二年，今宵再㑹亦前縁，詩囊和月橫挑去，穏泛楓橋夜半船。 Nan Kuangquan, going to Pingjiang and Qingpu, met by chance two years ago; meeting again tonight is also a predestined bond. With his poetry bag and the moon hanging beside him, he steadily sails past Fongqiao at midnight. |
| 342 | 夏日遣懐。 Lament on a Summer Day. |
| 343 | 老大今無用，吟詩了白頭。百年如電影，萬事付沙鷗。性澹偏宜靜，居貧動是愁，人情難似，舊門外水東流寓歸 I am now of no use, an old man; I recite poetry to pass the time with my white hair. A hundred years pass like a film, all worldly affairs entrusted to the sandpipers. A quiet nature prefers tranquility; poverty brings constant worry. Human feelings are hard to fathom, just like the old gate's waters flowing eastward—this is where I find my return. |
| 344 | 水激長江浪，風傳遠寺鐘。官情秋意薄歸興客愁濃。巻箔。迎新鴈，喧籬厭舊蛬。何時旋故里，載酒挿芙蓉。 The water stirs up waves in the Yangtze River, and the wind carries the distant temple bell. Official feelings and autumn intentions are thin, returning 兴致 is thick with guest sorrow. Roll up the bamboo mat. Welcoming the new geese, the fence is noisy; tired of the old cicadas. When will I return to my hometown, carrying wine and planting lotus flowers? |
| 345 | 《宋百家詩存》巻十八 Volume 18 of Song Baijia Shicun |
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