" poem " 300, to sum up in a word, say: “ is thought of cherubic. ” " The Book of Songs " medium poem compares Tang poetry, song Ci, a type of verse popular in the Yuan Dynasty became much a few minutes light and lively, the little male girl with light and clever just like, taking a few minutes of comfortable mind, along with the gender hum sing, casual however, circulate through the ages.
《诗》三百，一言以蔽之，曰：“思无邪。”《诗经》中的诗比唐诗，宋词，元曲多了几分轻快活泼，宛如轻快灵动的少男少女，带着几分自在的心意，随性哼唱，却不经意间，流传千古。
The “ that you ever can write down edge of that river state is flyingly closes turtledove closing Ju, in the river continent, gentle and graceful fair maiden, turtledove of Ju of ……” of gentleman good Qiu is the closest from love bird. Close the cry that closes ” in its “ nearly. If a bird called " to close " , another bird should be mixed on meeting horse " closes " , breathe out all is linked together cheek by jowl and short and resonant. Hear this “ to close the cry that closes ” , see the person oen is in love with of Xing is collected by river city again, how is the meeting not enchanted? His day thinks of night to want, to her infinite be sentimentally attached to, change “ most welcome, awake sleep is thought of take, leisurely You Zai, toss about ……” wishs only, she does not reject you, you also are close to heart metaphase to long for long already happiness.
你可曾记得那河州边飘扬的“关关雎鸠，在河之洲，窈窕淑女，君子好逑……”雎鸠是离爱情最近的鸟。近在它“关关”的叫声。如果有一只鸟儿叫了一声"关"，另一只鸟儿会马上应和一声"关"，一呼一应紧密相连且短促响亮。听到这“关关”的叫声，又见河州旁采荇的意中人，怎会不心动呢？他的日思夜想，对她的无限眷恋，都化作“求之不得，寤寐思服，悠哉游哉，辗转反侧……”只愿，她不拒绝你，你亦接近心中期盼已久的幸福。
Having kind of longing is the girl collecting Xing that can think it is thus clear that by river city, another kind of longing is the misty form in the reed clump of the within sight but beyond reach.
有种思念是河州旁可见可想的采荇少女，另一种思念是可望而不可及的蒹葭丛中迷蒙的身影。
That she, it is a little while by the side of water, the city that appears in water again a little while, hazy light smoke makes if show,she is like concealed. The White Dew that autumn water condenses is in early morning is more clear, reflecting her figure. That distant person cannot touch forever. I should cross a river to search her, can be fluvial dangerous and difficult road, held off my outlet. As if to cross one pace to be able to be close to forth again sometimes, but forward she appears in farther place again after one pace, call still remove …… in side side noise she still is by the side of water, and I do not touch her however. Wadi as before continous is long. I exhaust lifetime persistence does not have a result at search, you are in the distant place that Yao cannot reach finally. Did not stop, without distress. As if to already crossed chiliad, lifetime cease.
那个她，一会儿在水边，一会儿又出现在水之州，朦胧的轻烟使她若隐若现。秋水凝结的白露在清晨更为清透，映着她的身影。那遥远的人永远无法触及。我要穿过河流去寻找她，可是河流险阻，挡住了我的去路。有时仿佛再往前跨一步就能接近，可向前一步后她又出现在了更远的地方，呼唤仍在耳畔响起……她仍旧在水边，而我却触不到她。河道依旧绵长。我用尽一生执着于一场没有结果的寻找，你最终在遥不可及的远方。没有停止，没有悲哀。仿佛已过千年，一生终了。
Hear of this worldly eliminate longing, still have commitment. A kind of acceptance is called " drum " medium “ holds your hand, grow old with you. ”
听说这世间除去思念，还有承诺。有一种承诺叫做《击鼓》中的“执子之手，与子偕老。”
This is the love of so dark all up, write a composition an insignificant soldier, his love, be in great war so not worth to be carried. He is helpless, can ground of be reluctant to part leaves. Although just having coarse food grain everyday, the company it may not be a bad idea that there is wife warmth beside, always be inferior to now, discharging a team to go battlefield meets death.
这是那么深沉无望的爱情，一作文个渺小的士兵，他的爱情，在宏大的战争中是那么不值一提。他无能为力，只能依依不舍地离去。即使只是每天吃着粗粮，身边有妻子温暖的陪伴也好啊，总不如现在，排着队去战场迎接死亡。
In the war of person of be astonished of a field, ground of all up of how many person is gone, and I survive. There can be the longing to you and sadness only however in my heart. I hope which days more, I can pull your hand, personally speaks this word to you: Hold your hand, grow old with you. Now, ask you to excuse me, the distance of life and death is too distant between us, our take leave of is too long.
在一场场骇人的战争中，多少人无望地死去，而我幸存下来。可我的心里却只有对你的思念和忧伤。我多希望哪天，我可以牵着你的手，亲口向你说出这句话：执子之手，与子偕老。现在，请你原谅我，我们之间生死的距离太遥远，你我的别离太长。
Of blue bleak " drum " , the oath of life and death, because once had had the love that remember to the end of one's life,be, the joy that marries first. Be like " peach tenders " in the die young of “ peach, brilliant its China ” that kind.
忧郁苍凉的《击鼓》，生死的誓言，是因为曾经有过刻骨铭心的爱意，初嫁的欢喜。如《桃夭》中“桃之夭夭，灼灼其华”那般。
Your gorgeous face line is worn delicate and charming peach blossom, taking jubilate, taking expect, looking forward to the following life. On your move China take, it is so beautiful that let a person move not to open his eyes unexpectedly. You hum move happy song, consistent talk is smooth, enlightened heaven and earth of this one party. You are taking those who have one's heart filled with to jubilate, step a new family, and it is ” of home of appropriate of “ fitting room. This is everybody is expected to your happiness with the blessing, you also are such peacefully static good.
你艳丽的脸衬着娇艳的桃花，带着欢喜，带着期盼，盼望着以后的生活。你着上华服，竟是美得让人移不开眼。你哼着欢喜的歌，如一道光，照亮了这一方天地。你带着满心的欢喜，踏入一个新的家庭，且是“宜室宜家”。这是所有人对你的美好期盼与祝福，你亦是如此安然静好。
" peach tenders " it is a such simple poems, not sedulous feet, simple optional, can be the beauty that later ages cannot surmount, wrote first the person of times of the Qin Dynasty is civil the best wish to the woman expect. Woman since is such peacefully static good, most propbably the other side also is to be paid sincerely.
《桃夭》就是这样一首简单的诗，不刻意着韵脚，简单又随意，可又是后世无法超越之美，写尽了先秦时代的人民用最美好的祝愿对女子的期盼。女子既是如此安然静好，想必对方也是真心付出吧。
Wish my good-bye when you, you still are the acme appearance that peach blossom shinings, when still small Qiao Chu is married, long for till the cows come home to what did not come with joyance. With Wen Runmei's good Lang Jun, spend this hand in hand boundless life.
愿我再见你时，你仍是桃花灼灼的极盛容颜，仍有小乔初嫁时对未来的无限期盼与喜悦。与温润美好的郎君，携手度过这漫漫人生。
" poem " 300, think of cherubic. " The Book of Songs " the story in, it is the memory with cherubic preexistence truly, extremely clear and good, as weak camellia sweet, not fragrant colourful deprive a person, fine fine taste, aftertaste is long.
《诗》三百，思无邪。《诗经》里的故事，确是前世无邪的记忆，极其清澈美好，如同淡茶花香，不芳艳夺人，细细一品，余味悠长。(文/唐琪)