Su Shi's poetry and prose

& lt Nian Nujiao reminisces about the past in Chibi >

Author: Su Shi

Gone forever, the waves are rough. Romantic figures through the ages. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. Rocks and clouds are falling, waves are hitting the shore and thousands of piles of snow are being rolled up. As picturesque as a mountain, how many heroes there are at one time!

Think back to Gong Jin, when Xiao Qiao just got married, he was handsome, holding a feather fan and wearing a black silk scarf. He talked and laughed, and it's all over. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Things are like a dream, a bottle or a month.

& lt manjianghong >

Author: Su Shi

The clear water flows eastward, and I look at the river with a sad face, if I have no father to sail.

Official travel, green hills and white waves, thousands of folds.

It is so vain to live up to the seclusion of that year, and now it is so bleak to listen to the rain in the bed.

Hate this life, drift away, add to China.

It's a deep regret that this life always passes with you in a hurry, and this helpless feeling can't help but make me white-haired. Infinite things, from the beginning.

You two look at me as if you were in front of me, but before you know it, you have passed through the years.

The old marks on the clothes are full of bitter tears, and the smile between the eyebrows adds yellow.

On the day of reunion, I will go swimming in the pool with you and look for traces of spring like falling snow.