Appreciation of the Original and Translation of Qin Yuan Chun by Hong.

Qin (Shouyu) Original: Poetry is not cloudy, but pale, and white dew is frost. Look at the trees on the mountain, Qingyun Laogan, Huaying Yezi, also gathering and hiding. The craftsman swam to the forest and picked it up in one fell swoop. You know, this is a great responsibility of heaven, and that place is still open. Lang Wei Yu Pei Ding Dong. What happened? Huaqiuzhuang, Wuqiao. The stars return to the new year, the wax spring is shallow, the brocade smoked cage is purple, and the chestnut cup is yellow. Arouse the east wind, sober up and count Jia from the beginning. In the Ming dynasty, the sleeves were full of incense while enjoying the orange banquet. Poetry: Qin (Shouyu) Poetry Author: Hong Song Dynasty