3.古诗词三首

Three Old Poems

Hanging out at Jiande River

[Tang] Meng Haoran

Moving the boat to the smoky islet.

At sunset, the guest's sorrow is new.

The sky is open and the trees are low.

The river is clear and the moon is close to the people.

Drunken Letter from the Lake Watch Tower on June 27

[Song] Su Shi

The black clouds turn to ink before covering the mountains.

The white rain jumped into the boat.

The wind suddenly blew away.

The water under the Lake of Hope is like the sky.

The Moon of the West River. Walking in the Yellow Sand Road at Night

[Song] Xin Qiji

The bright moon startles the magpies on the other branch.

The clear breeze sings cicadas at midnight.

The fragrance of rice blossoms speaks of a bountiful year.

I hear the sound of frogs.  

Seven or eight stars are outside the sky.

Two or three dots of rain in front of the mountain.

In the old days, by the woods of the thatched store

I suddenly saw the bridge around the stream.