3.古诗三首

3 Three Old Poems

Winter Eclipse

[Tang] Han swarmed

Flowers fly everywhere in the spring city.

The east wind is slanting in the cold eclipse.

At sunset, candles are passed around the Han Palace.

The light smoke is scattered into the homes of the five noblemen.

A Long Way to Altair

A long way from the star Altair, a girl in the river Han.

Her hands are slender, and her loom is a loom.

I can't write for the rest of my life, I cry like rain.

The river is clear and shallow, how far apart are they?

Between the water and the river, I cannot speak.

Looking at the Moon on the 15th Night

[Tang] Wang Jian

The white trees in the garden are perched on crows,

The cold dew is silent and wet.

Tonight the moon is bright and people are looking at it.

I don't know whose autumn thoughts will fall.