Two Metapoems from Wang Shouren in Ming Dynasty.

Today is the Lantern Festival in my hometown. I am lonely, lonely, lonely and desolate village.

Fortunately, there are books left to accompany me, and I am glad that no horse was invited to travel.

Spring has come, the grass pavilion is full of plum blossoms, and the moon is not soluble in the courtyard.

At this time, the hall of Yuyao's hometown is brightly lit, and all my brothers are here. My parents must miss me very much in this remote place.

Last year's Lantern Festival bronze drums were still on the scene in the capital, which sounded like rolling thunder.

The moon is hidden in the light of the court building, and the sound of hooves on the road is floating in the wind.

In the land of famine, it is often sad to look back on the past and hear people's flutes in the middle of the night.

I remember turning to many happy things. Xiaozong once lifted the ban on Liang Gong.

Today is the Lantern Festival in my hometown, but I sit alone in a desolate village. Fortunately, I have the rest of the scriptures as my companion, and I am glad that there are no chariots and horses to invite me to travel. Spring has come, the grass pavilion and plum blossoms are the first to bloom, the moonlight shines on the empty courtyard, and the snow has not melted. At this time, Yuyao's home hall was brightly lit and all his brothers were there. My parents must really want me to be far away alone.

Today last year, I still lived in Beijing, and the sound of the bronze drums on the Lantern Festival vaguely resembled a minefield. The moon leaned against the dim light of the garden building, and heard the pounding of hooves on the pavilion road in the wind. Looking back frequently on the barren land of Wan Li, it is sad to hear people's flutes at night. I still remember many happy things of the first dynasty. Emperor Xiaozong once banned these two palaces.

2, Wang Sunmo than Artemisia selengensis, nine days of branches near the hair.

The Temple of Heaven in Zheng Gu in Tang Dynasty.

Wang Sunmo released a wormwood,

Nine days away from the temple is very close.

Dew and autumn fragrance fill the pool shore,

I don't envy Wasonggao.

Childers and nobles should not treat chrysanthemum seedlings as ordinary weeds. On the Double Ninth Festival, chrysanthemums are planted in the temple, and all flowers are blooming. Dew and sunshine make chrysanthemums more abundant, and fragrance makes the pool shore green. It never has to envy whether the parasitic tile pine is very high.

3, tired for the knot area, because of the flowers in the hole.

Yuan Zhen's Return to the Temple of Heaven in Tang Dynasty

For fatigue in the joint area,

Because the flowers in the cave.

Guo also came to the old city,

Fireworks are everywhere.

In order to avoid the fatigue in the power center, I resigned and returned to the rural life, and came to this old city again. Every household is brightly lit.

4, the emperor emphasizes Ming, and the people worry.

From Meng Haoran's Qingming Temple of Heaven in Tang Dynasty.

Beijing is the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day, and people naturally begin to feel sad and nostalgic.

The carriage creaked on the road, and the outskirts of Liucheng were lush.

Flowers bloom, grass grows and birds fly in pairs.

Sitting in the empty lobby, reminiscing about the past, drinking tea instead of drinking.

When the annual Tomb-Sweeping Day in Kyoto comes again, people will naturally feel sad and nostalgic. The sound of the carriage rang on the road in a complicated way, and the breeze on the outskirts of Dongcheng was lush. Falling flowers fly, grass grows together, orioles fly around, and butterflies play in pairs. Sitting in the empty lobby, recalling the past, replacing wine with tea, chatting for comfort.

5, a county official is idle and only works as an agreement, and the year is cold and clear.

From Wang Yucheng in the Song Dynasty, the Temple of Heaven was pure and clear.

A county magistrate is idle and only works as an agreement, and a cold festival is Qingming.

When will spring come and go? Idleness, hatred, idleness and sadness touch each other.

Lacquer swallow oriole boasts a healthy tongue and a light willow flower and elm pod.

Peel it off as the best wine, and laugh and dump Li Sao.

A local official's leisure position is only assistant (Yong Tuan), and the only winter and summer vacation in a year is Tomb-Sweeping Day. When spring goes and spring comes, there will always be an end, and leisure, hatred and sadness will sprout wherever they go. Swallows and orioles are singing, catkins and pods are flying. Take off the official clothes in exchange for the wine of Shangshan (where the hermit lives) and laugh at the poems in Li Sao alone.