朝代：宋代
作者：程垓
原文：
在家不觉穷冬好。向客里、方知道。故园梅花正开时，记得清尊频倒。高烧红蜡，暖熏罗幌，一任花枝恼。
如今客里伤怀抱。忍双鬓、随花老。小窗独自对黄昏，只有月华飞到。假饶真个，雁书频寄，何以归来早。
作者介绍
程垓 「程垓」字正伯，眉山（今属四川）人。苏轼中表程之才（字正辅）之孙。淳熙十三年（1186）游临安，陆游为其所藏山谷帖作跋，未几归蜀。撰有帝王君臣论及...
念奴娇·赤壁怀古英译
英译
作者：佚名
Reflections on the Ancient Red Cliff--To the tune of Niannujiao
The Great River flows,
Eastward waves sweeping away,
For thousands of years, gallant heroes.
West of the ancient fort, they say, stands
The Red Cliff of the Three-Kingdoms' Duke Zhou.
Rocks pierce the sky, shore-tearing
Waves swirl into piles of snow.
What a glorious sweep of land,
Once a stage for so many a hero!
My thoughts drift to those years when Zhou
Had newly married the beautiful Qiao,
Vigour and valour aglow.
A feather fan and a silken hat,
He masterminded the fire-attack on the foe--
Over a casual chat
To see their fleet perish, blow by blow.
Back from my mental vagrancy in that bygone age,
I must laugh at myself: letting sentiments grow
Into grey hairs, too soon.
But isn't life a dream, after all？
Let me pledge this cup to the River,
To the Moon.
