OnAQuietNight

Isawthemoonlightbeforemycouch,Andwonderedifitwerenotthefrostontheground.Iraisedmyheadandlookedoutonthemountainmoon,Ibowedmyheadandthoughtofmyfar-offhome.NightThoughtsInfrontofmybedthemoonlightisverybright,Iwonderifthatcanbefrostonthefloor?Iliftupmyheadandlookatthefullmoon,thedazzlingmoon.Idropmyhead,andthinkofthehomeofolddays.

OntheStorkTower

Thesunalongthemountainbows

TheYellowRiverseawardsflows

Ifyou’llenjoyagrandersight

You’dclimbuptoagreaterheight

登鸛鵲樓—唐.王之渙白日依山盡

黃河入海流

欲窮千里

更上一層樓

TheLunarNewYear’sDay

Withcrackers’crackingnoisetheoldyearpassedawayThevernalbreezebringsuswarmwineandwarmspringday

Therisingsunshedslightondoorsofeachhousehold

Newpeachwoodcharmisputuptoreplacetheold元日—宋.王安石爆竹聲中一歲除

春風(fēng)送暖入屠蘇

千門萬戶曈曈日

總把新桃換舊符

Gathering

mulberry

leavesWhen

I

was

young,

not

knowing

the

taste

of

grief,I

loved

to

climb

the

storied（樓層）tower,loved

to

climb

the

storied

tower,and

in

my

new

songs

I'd

make

it

a

point

to

speak

of

grief.But

now

I

know

all

about

the

taste

of

grief.About

to

speak

of

it,

I

stop;about

to

speak

of

it,

I

stopand

say

instead,

"days

so

cool

-what

a

lovely

autumn!"采桑子少年不識(shí)愁滋味愛上層樓愛上層樓為賦新詞強(qiáng)說愁如今識(shí)盡愁滋味欲說還休欲說還休卻道天涼好個(gè)秋ASpringMorning

ByMengHaoranIawakelight-heartedthismorningofspring,EverywhereroundmethesingingofbirdsButnowIrememberthenight,thestorm,AndIwonderhowmanyblossomswerebroken.whenwilltherebenomoremoonandspringflowersformewhohadsomanymemorablehours?myatticwhichlastnightinvernalwinddidstandremindscruellyofthelostmoonlitland.carvedbalustradesandmarblestepsmuststillbethere,butrosyfacescannotbeasfair.ifyouaskmehowmuchmysorrowhasincreased,justsee