The Strongest Man
最强的那个男人
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 465k Words
- Subgenre
- Myriad Worlds
- Updated
- 5y ago
- Source
- Qidian
Synopsis
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Leave a Beautiful Impression Through Reading
Slender clouds weave their patterns; shooting stars carry their sorrow across the endless Milky Way, unseen. One meeting in the golden wind and jade dew is worth more than countless encounters in the mortal world. Tenderness flows like water; a promised meeting passes like a dream. How can we bear to look back at the magpie bridge as we part? If two hearts remain true for a long, long time, why must they be together every morning and every evening?
Gentle as a Breeze
The old immortal rode a yellow crane away; only the Yellow Crane Tower remains here. Once gone, the yellow crane never returned; for a thousand years, white clouds drifted on. On the sunny riverbank, the trees of Hanyang stand clear; fragrant grasses flourish on Parrot Island. As dusk falls, where is my hometown? The river mists fill me with sorrow.
Sweet Fairy
In the desolate lands of Ba and Chu, I have been cast aside for twenty-three years. I sing in vain of old friends and flute songs; home again, I seem like the man who returned to find the world changed. By the sunken boat, a thousand sails pass; before the ailing tree, ten thousand trees bloom in spring. Today, I hear you sing a song; let me borrow a cup of wine to lift my spirits.
I've Never Regretted It
I sighed and grieved in anguish, lamenting that my time was so ill-starred. I gathered fragrant orchids to wipe away my tears, which soaked my lapels in streams. Kneeling, I spread my robe and laid out my words; at last, my heart had found its true course. I yoked jade dragons to my phoenix carriage and, in a sudden gust of wind, ascended.
A Fading Candle Beyond the Frost
With my feelings held back, how can I bear to endure this forever? I sought sacred milfoil and bamboo slips, and bade Lingfen cast a divination for me. He said, “When two beauties are meant to be together, who would not cherish one so pure and virtuous? The nine provinces are so vast: surely there are other women besides her?”
That Ray of Sunshine
When substance outweighs refinement, one is crude; when refinement outweighs substance, one is affected. Only when refinement and substance are balanced is one a gentleman.
Void Mind
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Xiao Xiao Loves Reading
Yuzhang was an ancient commandery, and Hongdu is its new prefecture. It lies beneath the constellations Yi and Zhen, with Mount Heng and Mount Lu at its borders. It embraces the Three Rivers and girdles the Five Lakes, commanding the southern wilderness and reaching toward Ouyue. Here, nature's treasures abound, and the radiance of the Dragon Sword shines upon the Ox and Dipper constellations. Here, outstanding people flourish in a place blessed by Heaven: Xu Ru once descended from his couch for
I'll Recommend Some Good Books When I Have Time
The lotus-clock marks the year's final hours. The frozen wine sinks beneath the green well. The dawn chill still bites, but spring's slender figure has already reached the willows. A beauty urges me again to drink a thousand years of life. Cypress leaves and pepper blossoms scent her jade-green sleeves. Few companions know the depths of my drunken revels; I alone have long been old friends with the Lord of Spring.
More Great Reads, Fewer Cliches
The moonlight, neither silver nor water, casts a chilly glow on the window. I look up at the clear night sky, where a jade plate hangs. The plum blossoms, sparse in the moonlight, give off a rich fragrance; the slender willow branches, silver in the moonlight, seem freshly dried of dew. A light dusting of white powder lies on the golden steps, like a thin frost scattered over the jade railings. When I wake from my dream, the western chamber is silent. Only the waning moon still hangs in the sky,
Mian Mian’s Bookshelf
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Charming, Handsome, and All Man
Where are you now, beneath the distant night sky? I walk beneath the moon reflected in the clear waters. The heavens stretch wide and endless, and my longing for home grows ever stronger. The world around me is quiet and undisturbed. Midstream, the waters are calm and clear. I think of returning as the forest leaves change, and sit sorrowfully as the dew gathers. Still, the cranes on the sandbar let out a sudden cry at midnight.
My Exclusive Picks
I once heard of Dongting Lake; now at last I’ve climbed Yueyang Tower. Wu and Chu split the land to the southeast, while heaven and earth float day and night. Not a word comes from family or friends; ill and old, I have only this lonely boat. War rages beyond the northern mountains; leaning on the railing, I weep.
Proud to Be Myself
I stroll idly around the pond, watching the fish swim, just as children play with their fishing boats. We each love the fish in our own way: I toss them food, while you cast your hook.
A Gift for a Lifetime
You can't make them stay, though you stubbornly set out vegetables and cook chives. The boat is ready to sail, and the tide is coming in. The wind gusts hard, scattering every blossom from the bank. One song, and tears of red stain my sleeves. Ripples spread across the spring water. Beyond the green grass, this sorrow returns year after year. We linger, clasping hands. In a lifetime of meetings and laughter, how many more chances like this will we get?
Sand in the Desert
On the seventh day of the third month, I was caught in the rain on the road through Sand Lake. My companions had set off ahead with the rain gear, and they were all soaked, but I didn't mind. Soon the sky cleared, so I wrote this poem. Pay no heed to the rain beating through the trees. Why not stroll on, singing softly? A bamboo staff and straw sandals can outpace a horse. Who's afraid? Let me spend my life in rain and mist, clad in a straw cape.
Quietly Smiling at the World's Fleeting Splendor
Leaning idly on a stool, I gaze at a thousand peaks beyond the tower of Lord Yu. Who sits with me? The bright moon and the gentle breeze. Another visitor arrives, and when one sings, the other should join in. Do you know? Since another has come, we must share the wind and moonlight equally.
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The lotus-shaped water clock has nearly run out for the year. Wine rests in the icy blue well, steeped with tu su herbs. The dawn chill still bites, while spring's slender grace has already reached the willows. The lovely woman urges me to drink again, wishing me a thousand years of life. Cypress leaves and pepper blossoms scent her emerald sleeves. Few companions know the depths of this drunken paradise; only the Prince of Spring feels like an old friend.
I'll Share Any Great Reads I Find
The moon has fallen, crows are calling, and the night is filled with chill. The maples by the river and the fishermen’s lights on their boats cannot dispel the sorrow that keeps me awake alone. From the ancient Cold Mountain Temple outside Gusu, the midnight bell rings out across the water to the passenger boat carrying me.
Great Books You Can't Miss
The spring river rises level with the sea, and the bright moon over the sea rises with the tide. Its shimmering light follows the waves for thousands of miles. Where along the spring river is there no bright moon? The river winds around the fragrant islet, and moonlight falls through the flower-filled woods, making everything look dusted with frost. Frosty moonlight seems to drift unseen through the air, while the white sands on the riverbank vanish from sight.
The Goddess Is My Pride
Red beans grow in the southern land. When spring comes, how many new branches will they put forth? I hope you will gather them in abundance, for these beans embody the deepest longing.
The Invincible Energetic Girl
The shame and squalor of the past are no longer worth mentioning; today I indulge in triumph, with boundless thoughts. The spring breeze fills my heart with pride, and my horse's hooves fly; in a single day, I see all the flowers of Chang'an.
I Want to Hold You Close, Though I'm Alone
Whose jade flute is playing softly, its sound carried by the spring breeze through all of Luoyang? Tonight, hearing the tune of 'Folding Willows,' who could help longing for home?
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