唐诗三百首英汉对照9[上学期]
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文件内容: 五言古诗
韦应物
夕次盱眙县 落帆逗淮镇， 停舫临孤驿。
浩浩风起波， 冥冥日沈夕。
人归山郭暗， 雁下芦洲白。
独夜忆秦关， 听钟未眠客。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Wei Yingwu
MOORING AT TWILIGHT IN YUYI DISTRICT Furling my sail near the town of Huai,
I find for harbour a little cove
Where a sudden breeze whips up the waves.
The sun is growing dim now and sinks in the dusk.
People are coming home. The bright mountain-peak darkens.
Wildgeese fly down to an island of white weeds.
...At midnight I think of a northern city-gate,
And I hear a bell tolling between me and sleep.
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五言古诗
韦应物
东郊 吏舍跼终年， 出郊旷清曙。
杨柳散和风， 青山澹吾虑。
依丛适自憩， 缘涧还复去。
微雨霭芳原， 春鸠鸣何处？
乐幽心屡止， 遵事迹犹遽；
终罢斯结庐， 慕陶真可庶。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Wei Yingwu
EAST OF THE TOWN From office confinement all year long,
I have come out of town to be free this morning
Where willows harmonize the wind
And green hills lighten the cares of the world.
I lean by a tree and rest myself
Or wander up and down a stream.
...Mists have wet the fragrant meadows;
A spring dove calls from some hidden place.
...With quiet surroundings, the mind is at peace,
But beset with affairs, it grows restless again....
Here I shall finally build me a cabin,
As Tao Qian built one long ago.
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五言古诗
韦应物
送杨氏女 永日方戚戚， 出行复悠悠。
女子今有行， 大江溯轻舟。
尔辈苦无恃， 抚念益慈柔；
幼为长所育， 两别泣不休。
对此结中肠， 义往难复留。
自小阙内训， 事姑贻我忧；
赖兹托令门， 仁恤庶无尤。
贫俭诚所尚， 资从岂待周！
孝恭遵妇道， 容止顺其猷。
别离在今晨， 见尔当何秋？
居闲始自遣， 临感忽难收。
归来视幼女， 零泪缘缨流。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Wei Yingwu
TO MY DAUGHTER
ON HER MARRIAGE INTO THE YANG FAMILY My heart has been heavy all day long
Because you have so far to go.
The marriage of a girl, away from her parents,
Is the launching of a little boat on a great river.
...You were very young when your mother died,
Which made me the more tender of you.
Your elder sister has looked out for you,
And now you are both crying and cannot part.
This makes my grief the harder to bear;
Yet it is right that you should go.
...Having had from childhood no mother to guide you,
How will you honour your mother-in-law
It's an excellent family; they will be kind to you,
They will forgive you your mistakes --
Although ours has been so pure and poor
That you can take them no great dowry.
Be gentle and respectful, as a woman should be,
Careful of word and look, observant of good example.
...After this morning we separate,
There's no knowing for how long....
I always try to hide my feelings --
They are suddenly too much for me,
When I turn and see my younger daughter
With the tears running down her cheek.
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五言古诗
柳宗元
晨诣超师院读禅经 汲井漱寒齿， 清心拂尘服，
闲持贝叶书， 步出东斋读。
真源了无取， 忘迹世所逐；
遗言冀可冥， 缮性何由熟？
道人庭宇静， 苔色连深竹；
日出雾露余， 青松如膏沐。
澹然离言说， 悟悦心自足。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Liu Zongyuan
READING BUDDHIST CLASSICS WITH ZHAO
AT HIS TEMPLE IN THE EARLY MORNING I clean my teeth in water drawn from a cold well;
And while I brush my clothes, I purify my mind;
Then, slowly turning pages in the Tree-Leaf Book,
I recite, along the path to the eastern shelter.
...The world has forgotten the true fountain of this teaching
And people enslave themselves to miracles and fables.
Under the given words I want the essential meaning,
I look for the simplest way to sow and reap my nature.
Here in the quiet of the priest's templecourtyard,
Mosses add their climbing colour to the thick bamboo;
And now comes the sun, out of mist and fog,
And pines that seem to be new-bathed;
And everything is gone from me, speech goes, and reading,
Leaving the single unison.
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五言古诗
柳宗元
溪居 久为簪组累， 幸此南夷谪。
闲依农圃邻， 偶似山林客。
晓耕翻露草， 夜榜响溪石，
来往不逢人， 长歌楚天碧。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Liu Zongyuan
DWELLING BY A STREAM I had so long been troubled by official hat and robe
That I am glad to be an exile here in this wild southland.
I am a neighbour now of planters and reapers.
I am a guest of the mountains and woods.
I plough in the morning, turning dewy grasses,
And at evening tie my fisher-boat, breaking the quiet stream.
Back and forth I go, scarcely meeting anyone,
And sing a long poem and gaze at the blue sky.036
乐府
王昌龄
塞上曲 蝉鸣空桑林， 八月萧关道；
出塞复入塞， 处处黄芦草。
从来幽并客， 皆向沙场老；
莫学游侠儿， 矜夸紫骝好。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Wang Changling
AT A BORDER-FORTRESS Cicadas complain of thin mulberry-trees
In the Eighth-month chill at the frontier pass.
Through the gate and back again, all along the road,
There is nothing anywhere but yellow reeds and grasses
And the bones of soldiers from You and from Bing
Who have buried their lives in the dusty sand.
...Let never a cavalier stir you to envy
With boasts of his horse and his horsemanship
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乐府
王昌龄
塞下曲 饮马渡秋水， 水寒风似刀。
平沙日未没， 黯黯见临洮。
昔日长城战， 咸言意气高；
黄尘足今古， 白骨乱蓬蒿。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Wang Changling
UNDER A BORDER-FORTRESS Drink, my horse, while we cross the autumn water!-
The stream is cold and the wind like a sword,
As we watch against the sunset on the sandy plain,
Far, far away, shadowy Lingtao.
Old battles, waged by those long walls,
Once were proud on all men's tongues.
But antiquity now is a yellow dust,
Confusing in the grasses its ruins and white bones.
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乐府
李白
关山月 明月出天山， 苍茫云海间；
长风几万里， 吹度玉门关。
汉下白登道， 胡窥青海湾。
由来征战地， 不见有人还。
戍客望边邑， 思归多苦颜；
高楼当此夜， 叹息未应闲。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
THE MOON AT THE FORTIFIED PASS The bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven
In an infinite haze of cloud and sea,
And the wind, that has come a thousand miles,
Beats at the Jade Pass battlements....
China marches its men down Baideng Road
While Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay....
And since not one battle famous in history
Sent all its fighters back again,
The soldiers turn round, looking toward the border,
And think of home, with wistful eyes,
And of those tonight in the upper chambers
Who toss and sigh and cannot rest.
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乐府
李白
子夜四时歌 春歌 秦地罗敷女， 采桑绿水边。
素手青条上， 红妆白日鲜。
蚕饥妾欲去， 五马莫留连。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
BALLADS OF FOUR SEASONS: SPRING The lovely Lo Fo of the western land
Plucks mulberry leaves by the waterside.
Across the green boughs stretches out her white hand;
In golden sunshine her rosy robe is dyed.
"my silkworms are hungry, I cannot stay.
Tarry not with your five-horse cab, I pray."
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乐府
李白
子夜四时歌 夏歌 镜湖三百里， 菡萏发荷花。
五月西施采， 人看隘若耶。
回舟不待月， 归去越王家。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
BALLADS OF FOUR SEASONS: SUMMER On Mirror Lake outspread for miles and miles,
The lotus lilies in full blossom teem.
In fifth moon Xi Shi gathers them with smiles,
Watchers o'erwhelm the bank of Yuoye Stream.
Her boat turns back without waiting moonrise
To yoyal house amid amorous sighs.
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乐府
李白
子夜四时歌 秋歌 长安一片月， 万户捣衣声；
秋风吹不尽， 总是玉关情。
何日平胡虏？ 良人罢远征。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
A SONG OF AN AUTUMN MIDNIGHT A slip of the moon hangs over the capital;
Ten thousand washing-mallets are pounding;
And the autumn wind is blowing my heart
For ever and ever toward the Jade Pass....
Oh, when will the Tartar troops be conquered,
And my husband come back from the long campaign!
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乐府
李白
子夜四时歌 冬歌 明朝驿使发， 一夜絮征袍。
素手抽针冷， 那堪把剪刀。
裁缝寄远道， 几日到临洮。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
BALLADS OF FOUR SEASONS: WINTER The courier will depart next day, she's told.
She sews a warrior's gown all night.
Her fingers feel the needle cold.
How can she hold the scissors tight
The work is done, she sends it far away.
When will it reach the town where warriors stay
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乐府
李白
长干行 妾发初覆额， 折花门前剧；
郎骑竹马来， 绕床弄青梅。
同居长干里， 两小无嫌猜。
十四为君妇， 羞颜未尝开；
低头向暗壁， 千唤不一回，
十五始展眉， 愿同尘与灰；
常存抱柱信， 岂上望夫台？
十六君远行， 瞿塘滟滪堆；
五月不可触， 猿鸣天上哀。
门前迟行迹， 一一生绿苔；
苔深不能扫， 落叶秋风早。
八月蝴蝶来， 双飞西园草。
感此伤妾心， 坐愁红颜老。
早晚下三巴， 预将书报家；
相迎不道远， 直至长风沙。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
A SONG OF CHANGGAN My hair had hardly covered my forehead.
I was picking flowers, paying by my door,
When you, my lover, on a bamboo horse,
Came trotting in circles and throwing green plums.
We lived near together on a lane in Ch'ang-kan,
Both of us young and happy-hearted.
...At fourteen I became your wife,
So bashful that I dared not smile,
And I lowered my head toward a dark corner
And would not turn to your thousand calls;
But at fifteen I straightened my brows and laughed,
Learning that no dust could ever seal our love,
That even unto death I would await you by my post
And would never lose heart in the tower of silent watching.
...Then when I was sixteen, you left on a long journey
Through the Gorges of Ch'u-t'ang, of rock and whirling water.
And then came the Fifth-month, more than I could bear,
And I tried to hear the monkeys in your lofty far-off sky.
Your footprints by our door, where I had watched you go,
Were hidden, every one of them, under green moss,
Hidden under moss too deep to sweep away.
And the first autumn wind added fallen leaves.
And now, in the Eighth-month, yellowing butterflies
Hover, two by two, in our west-garden grasses
And, because of all this, my heart is breaking
And I fear for my bright cheeks, lest they fade.
...Oh, at last, when you return through the three Pa districts,
Send me a message home ahead!
And I will come and meet you and will never mind the distance,
All the way to Chang-feng Sha.
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乐府
孟郊
烈女操 梧桐相待老， 鸳鸯会双死；
贞妇贵殉夫， 舍生亦如此。
波澜誓不起， 妾心井中水。
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Meng Jiao
A SONG OF A PURE-HEARTED GIRL Lakka-trees ripen two by two
And mandarin-ducks die side by side.
If a true-hearted girl will love only her husband,
In a life as faithfully lived as theirs,
What troubling wave can arrive to vex
A spirit like water in a timeless well
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乐府
孟郊
游子吟 慈母手中线， 游子身上衣；
临行密密缝， 意恐迟迟归。
谁言寸草心， 报得三春辉？
Folk-song-styled-verse
Meng Jiao
A TRAVELLER'S SONG The thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother
Makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy;
Carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends,
Dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.
But how much love has the inch-long grass
For three spring months of the light of the sun 046
七言古诗
陈子昂
登幽州台歌 前不见古人， 后不见来者；
念天地之悠悠， 独怆然而涕下。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Chen Ziang
ON A GATE-TOWER AT YUZHOU Where, before me, are the ages that have gone
And where, behind me, are the coming generations
I think of heaven and earth, without limit, without end,
And I am all alone and my tears fall down.
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七言古诗
李颀
古意 男儿事长征， 少小幽燕客，
赌胜马蹄下， 由来轻七尺；
杀人莫敢前， 须如蝟毛磔。
黄云陇底白雪飞， 未得报恩不能归。
辽东小妇年十五， 惯弹琵琶解歌舞，
今为羌笛出塞声， 使我三军泪如雨。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Li Qi
AN OLD AIR There once was a man, sent on military missions,
A wanderer, from youth, on the You and Yan frontiers.
Under the horses' hoofs he would meet his foes
And, recklessly risking his seven-foot body,
Would slay whoever dared confront
Those moustaches that bristled like porcupinequills.
...There were dark clouds below the hills, there were white clouds above them,
But before a man has served full time, how can he go back
In eastern Liao a girl was waiting, a girl of fifteen years,
Deft with a guitar, expert in dance and song.
...She seems to be fluting, even now, a reed-song of home,
Filling every soldier's eyes with homesick tears.
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七言古诗
李颀
送陈章甫 四月南风大麦黄， 枣花未落桐叶长。
青山朝别暮还见， 嘶马出门思故乡。
陈侯立身何坦荡？ 虬须虎眉仍大颡。
腹中贮书一万卷， 不肯低头在草莽。
东门酤酒饮我曹， 心轻万事皆鸿毛，
醉卧不知白日暮， 有时空望孤云高。
长河浪头连天黑， 津口停舟渡不得；
郑国游人未及家， 洛阳行子空叹息。
闻道故林相识多， 罢官昨日今如何。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Li Qi
A FAREWELL TO MY FRIEND CHEN ZHANGFU In the Fourth-month the south wind blows plains of yellow barley,
Date-flowers have not faded yet and lakka-leaves are long.
The green peak that we left at dawn we still can see at evening,
While our horses whinny on the road, eager to turn homeward.
...Chen, my friend, you have always been a great and good man,
With your dragon's moustache, tiger's eyebrows and your massive forehead.
In your bosom you have shelved away ten thousand volumes.
You have held your head high, never bowed it in the dust.
...After buying us wine and pledging us, here at the eastern gate,
And taking things as lightly as a wildgoose feather,
Flat you lie, tipsy, forgetting the white sun;
But now and then you open your eyes and gaze at a high lone cloud.
...The tide-head of the lone river joins the darkening sky.
The ferryman beaches his boat. It has grown too late to sail.
And people on their way from Cheng cannot go home,
And people from Loyang sigh with disappointment.
...I have heard about the many friends around your wood land dwelling.
Yesterday you were dismissed. Are they your friends today
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七言古诗
李颀
琴歌 主人有酒欢今夕， 请奏鸣琴广陵客。
月照城头乌半飞， 霜凄万树风入衣；
铜炉华烛烛增辉， 初弹渌水后楚妃。
一声已动物皆静， 四座无言星欲稀。
清淮奉使千余里， 敢告云山从此始。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Li Qi
A LUTE SONG Our host, providing abundant wine to make the night mellow,
Asks his guest from Yangzhou to play for us on the lute.
Toward the moon that whitens the city-wall, black crows are flying,
Frost is on ten thousand trees, and the wind blows through our clothes;
But a copper stove has added its light to that of flowery candles,
And the lute plays The Green Water, and then The Queen of Chu.
Once it has begun to play, there is no other sound:
A spell is on the banquet, while the stars grow thin....
But three hundred miles from here, in Huai, official duties await him,
And so it's farewell, and the road again, under cloudy mountains.
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七言古诗
李颀
听董大弹胡笳声兼寄语弄房给事 蔡女昔造胡笳声， 一弹一十有八拍。
胡人落泪沾边草， 汉使断肠对归客。
古戍苍苍烽火寒， 大荒沈沈飞雪白。
先拂声弦后角羽， 四郊秋叶惊摵摵。
董夫子，通神明， 深山窃听来妖精。
言迟更速皆应手， 将往复旋如有情。
空山百鸟散还合， 万里浮云阴且晴。
嘶酸雏雁失群夜， 断绝胡儿恋母声。
川为静其波， 鸟亦罢其鸣；
乌孙部落家乡远， 逻娑沙尘哀怨生。
幽音变调忽飘洒， 长风吹林雨堕瓦；
迸泉飒飒飞木末， 野鹿呦呦走堂下。
长安城连东掖垣， 凤凰池对青琐门，
高才脱略名与利， 日夕望君抱琴至。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Li Qi
ON HEARING DONG PLAY THE FLAGEOLET
A POEM TO PALACE-ATTENDANT FANG When this melody for the flageolet was made by Lady Cai,
When long ago one by one she sang its eighteen stanzas,
Even the Tartars were shedding tears into the border grasses,
And the envoy of China was heart-broken, turning back home with his escort.
...Cold fires now of old battles are grey on ancient forts,
And the wilderness is shadowed with white new-flying snow.
...When the player first brushes the Shang string and the Jue and then the Yu,
Autumn-leaves in all four quarters are shaken with a murmur.
Dong, the master,
Must have been taught in heaven.
Demons come from the deep pine-wood and stealthily listen
To music slow, then quick, following his hand,
Now far away, now near again, according to his heart.
A hundred birds from an empty mountain scatter and return;
Three thousand miles of floating clouds darken and lighten;
A wildgoose fledgling, left behind, cries for its flock,
And a Tartar child for the mother he loves.
Then river waves are calmed
And birds are mute that were singing,
And Wuzu tribes are homesick for their distant land,
And out of the dust of Siberian steppes rises a plaintive sorrow.
...Suddenly the low sound leaps to a freer tune,
Like a long wind swaying a forest, a downpour breaking tiles,
A cascade through the air, flying over tree-tops.
...A wild deer calls to his fellows. He is running among the mansions
In the corner of the capital by the Eastern Palace wall....
Phoenix Lake lies opposite the Gate of Green Jade;
But how can fame and profit concern a man of genius
Day and night I long for him to bring his lute again.
韦应物
夕次盱眙县 落帆逗淮镇， 停舫临孤驿。
浩浩风起波， 冥冥日沈夕。
人归山郭暗， 雁下芦洲白。
独夜忆秦关， 听钟未眠客。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Wei Yingwu
MOORING AT TWILIGHT IN YUYI DISTRICT Furling my sail near the town of Huai,
I find for harbour a little cove
Where a sudden breeze whips up the waves.
The sun is growing dim now and sinks in the dusk.
People are coming home. The bright mountain-peak darkens.
Wildgeese fly down to an island of white weeds.
...At midnight I think of a northern city-gate,
And I hear a bell tolling between me and sleep.
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五言古诗
韦应物
东郊 吏舍跼终年， 出郊旷清曙。
杨柳散和风， 青山澹吾虑。
依丛适自憩， 缘涧还复去。
微雨霭芳原， 春鸠鸣何处？
乐幽心屡止， 遵事迹犹遽；
终罢斯结庐， 慕陶真可庶。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Wei Yingwu
EAST OF THE TOWN From office confinement all year long,
I have come out of town to be free this morning
Where willows harmonize the wind
And green hills lighten the cares of the world.
I lean by a tree and rest myself
Or wander up and down a stream.
...Mists have wet the fragrant meadows;
A spring dove calls from some hidden place.
...With quiet surroundings, the mind is at peace,
But beset with affairs, it grows restless again....
Here I shall finally build me a cabin,
As Tao Qian built one long ago.
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五言古诗
韦应物
送杨氏女 永日方戚戚， 出行复悠悠。
女子今有行， 大江溯轻舟。
尔辈苦无恃， 抚念益慈柔；
幼为长所育， 两别泣不休。
对此结中肠， 义往难复留。
自小阙内训， 事姑贻我忧；
赖兹托令门， 仁恤庶无尤。
贫俭诚所尚， 资从岂待周！
孝恭遵妇道， 容止顺其猷。
别离在今晨， 见尔当何秋？
居闲始自遣， 临感忽难收。
归来视幼女， 零泪缘缨流。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Wei Yingwu
TO MY DAUGHTER
ON HER MARRIAGE INTO THE YANG FAMILY My heart has been heavy all day long
Because you have so far to go.
The marriage of a girl, away from her parents,
Is the launching of a little boat on a great river.
...You were very young when your mother died,
Which made me the more tender of you.
Your elder sister has looked out for you,
And now you are both crying and cannot part.
This makes my grief the harder to bear;
Yet it is right that you should go.
...Having had from childhood no mother to guide you,
How will you honour your mother-in-law
It's an excellent family; they will be kind to you,
They will forgive you your mistakes --
Although ours has been so pure and poor
That you can take them no great dowry.
Be gentle and respectful, as a woman should be,
Careful of word and look, observant of good example.
...After this morning we separate,
There's no knowing for how long....
I always try to hide my feelings --
They are suddenly too much for me,
When I turn and see my younger daughter
With the tears running down her cheek.
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五言古诗
柳宗元
晨诣超师院读禅经 汲井漱寒齿， 清心拂尘服，
闲持贝叶书， 步出东斋读。
真源了无取， 忘迹世所逐；
遗言冀可冥， 缮性何由熟？
道人庭宇静， 苔色连深竹；
日出雾露余， 青松如膏沐。
澹然离言说， 悟悦心自足。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Liu Zongyuan
READING BUDDHIST CLASSICS WITH ZHAO
AT HIS TEMPLE IN THE EARLY MORNING I clean my teeth in water drawn from a cold well;
And while I brush my clothes, I purify my mind;
Then, slowly turning pages in the Tree-Leaf Book,
I recite, along the path to the eastern shelter.
...The world has forgotten the true fountain of this teaching
And people enslave themselves to miracles and fables.
Under the given words I want the essential meaning,
I look for the simplest way to sow and reap my nature.
Here in the quiet of the priest's templecourtyard,
Mosses add their climbing colour to the thick bamboo;
And now comes the sun, out of mist and fog,
And pines that seem to be new-bathed;
And everything is gone from me, speech goes, and reading,
Leaving the single unison.
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五言古诗
柳宗元
溪居 久为簪组累， 幸此南夷谪。
闲依农圃邻， 偶似山林客。
晓耕翻露草， 夜榜响溪石，
来往不逢人， 长歌楚天碧。
Five-character-ancient-verse
Liu Zongyuan
DWELLING BY A STREAM I had so long been troubled by official hat and robe
That I am glad to be an exile here in this wild southland.
I am a neighbour now of planters and reapers.
I am a guest of the mountains and woods.
I plough in the morning, turning dewy grasses,
And at evening tie my fisher-boat, breaking the quiet stream.
Back and forth I go, scarcely meeting anyone,
And sing a long poem and gaze at the blue sky.036
乐府
王昌龄
塞上曲 蝉鸣空桑林， 八月萧关道；
出塞复入塞， 处处黄芦草。
从来幽并客， 皆向沙场老；
莫学游侠儿， 矜夸紫骝好。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Wang Changling
AT A BORDER-FORTRESS Cicadas complain of thin mulberry-trees
In the Eighth-month chill at the frontier pass.
Through the gate and back again, all along the road,
There is nothing anywhere but yellow reeds and grasses
And the bones of soldiers from You and from Bing
Who have buried their lives in the dusty sand.
...Let never a cavalier stir you to envy
With boasts of his horse and his horsemanship
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乐府
王昌龄
塞下曲 饮马渡秋水， 水寒风似刀。
平沙日未没， 黯黯见临洮。
昔日长城战， 咸言意气高；
黄尘足今古， 白骨乱蓬蒿。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Wang Changling
UNDER A BORDER-FORTRESS Drink, my horse, while we cross the autumn water!-
The stream is cold and the wind like a sword,
As we watch against the sunset on the sandy plain,
Far, far away, shadowy Lingtao.
Old battles, waged by those long walls,
Once were proud on all men's tongues.
But antiquity now is a yellow dust,
Confusing in the grasses its ruins and white bones.
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乐府
李白
关山月 明月出天山， 苍茫云海间；
长风几万里， 吹度玉门关。
汉下白登道， 胡窥青海湾。
由来征战地， 不见有人还。
戍客望边邑， 思归多苦颜；
高楼当此夜， 叹息未应闲。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
THE MOON AT THE FORTIFIED PASS The bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven
In an infinite haze of cloud and sea,
And the wind, that has come a thousand miles,
Beats at the Jade Pass battlements....
China marches its men down Baideng Road
While Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay....
And since not one battle famous in history
Sent all its fighters back again,
The soldiers turn round, looking toward the border,
And think of home, with wistful eyes,
And of those tonight in the upper chambers
Who toss and sigh and cannot rest.
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乐府
李白
子夜四时歌 春歌 秦地罗敷女， 采桑绿水边。
素手青条上， 红妆白日鲜。
蚕饥妾欲去， 五马莫留连。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
BALLADS OF FOUR SEASONS: SPRING The lovely Lo Fo of the western land
Plucks mulberry leaves by the waterside.
Across the green boughs stretches out her white hand;
In golden sunshine her rosy robe is dyed.
"my silkworms are hungry, I cannot stay.
Tarry not with your five-horse cab, I pray."
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乐府
李白
子夜四时歌 夏歌 镜湖三百里， 菡萏发荷花。
五月西施采， 人看隘若耶。
回舟不待月， 归去越王家。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
BALLADS OF FOUR SEASONS: SUMMER On Mirror Lake outspread for miles and miles,
The lotus lilies in full blossom teem.
In fifth moon Xi Shi gathers them with smiles,
Watchers o'erwhelm the bank of Yuoye Stream.
Her boat turns back without waiting moonrise
To yoyal house amid amorous sighs.
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乐府
李白
子夜四时歌 秋歌 长安一片月， 万户捣衣声；
秋风吹不尽， 总是玉关情。
何日平胡虏？ 良人罢远征。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
A SONG OF AN AUTUMN MIDNIGHT A slip of the moon hangs over the capital;
Ten thousand washing-mallets are pounding;
And the autumn wind is blowing my heart
For ever and ever toward the Jade Pass....
Oh, when will the Tartar troops be conquered,
And my husband come back from the long campaign!
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乐府
李白
子夜四时歌 冬歌 明朝驿使发， 一夜絮征袍。
素手抽针冷， 那堪把剪刀。
裁缝寄远道， 几日到临洮。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
BALLADS OF FOUR SEASONS: WINTER The courier will depart next day, she's told.
She sews a warrior's gown all night.
Her fingers feel the needle cold.
How can she hold the scissors tight
The work is done, she sends it far away.
When will it reach the town where warriors stay
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乐府
李白
长干行 妾发初覆额， 折花门前剧；
郎骑竹马来， 绕床弄青梅。
同居长干里， 两小无嫌猜。
十四为君妇， 羞颜未尝开；
低头向暗壁， 千唤不一回，
十五始展眉， 愿同尘与灰；
常存抱柱信， 岂上望夫台？
十六君远行， 瞿塘滟滪堆；
五月不可触， 猿鸣天上哀。
门前迟行迹， 一一生绿苔；
苔深不能扫， 落叶秋风早。
八月蝴蝶来， 双飞西园草。
感此伤妾心， 坐愁红颜老。
早晚下三巴， 预将书报家；
相迎不道远， 直至长风沙。
Folk-song-styled-verse
Li Bai
A SONG OF CHANGGAN My hair had hardly covered my forehead.
I was picking flowers, paying by my door,
When you, my lover, on a bamboo horse,
Came trotting in circles and throwing green plums.
We lived near together on a lane in Ch'ang-kan,
Both of us young and happy-hearted.
...At fourteen I became your wife,
So bashful that I dared not smile,
And I lowered my head toward a dark corner
And would not turn to your thousand calls;
But at fifteen I straightened my brows and laughed,
Learning that no dust could ever seal our love,
That even unto death I would await you by my post
And would never lose heart in the tower of silent watching.
...Then when I was sixteen, you left on a long journey
Through the Gorges of Ch'u-t'ang, of rock and whirling water.
And then came the Fifth-month, more than I could bear,
And I tried to hear the monkeys in your lofty far-off sky.
Your footprints by our door, where I had watched you go,
Were hidden, every one of them, under green moss,
Hidden under moss too deep to sweep away.
And the first autumn wind added fallen leaves.
And now, in the Eighth-month, yellowing butterflies
Hover, two by two, in our west-garden grasses
And, because of all this, my heart is breaking
And I fear for my bright cheeks, lest they fade.
...Oh, at last, when you return through the three Pa districts,
Send me a message home ahead!
And I will come and meet you and will never mind the distance,
All the way to Chang-feng Sha.
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乐府
孟郊
烈女操 梧桐相待老， 鸳鸯会双死；
贞妇贵殉夫， 舍生亦如此。
波澜誓不起， 妾心井中水。
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Meng Jiao
A SONG OF A PURE-HEARTED GIRL Lakka-trees ripen two by two
And mandarin-ducks die side by side.
If a true-hearted girl will love only her husband,
In a life as faithfully lived as theirs,
What troubling wave can arrive to vex
A spirit like water in a timeless well
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乐府
孟郊
游子吟 慈母手中线， 游子身上衣；
临行密密缝， 意恐迟迟归。
谁言寸草心， 报得三春辉？
Folk-song-styled-verse
Meng Jiao
A TRAVELLER'S SONG The thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother
Makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy;
Carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends,
Dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.
But how much love has the inch-long grass
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七言古诗
陈子昂
登幽州台歌 前不见古人， 后不见来者；
念天地之悠悠， 独怆然而涕下。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Chen Ziang
ON A GATE-TOWER AT YUZHOU Where, before me, are the ages that have gone
And where, behind me, are the coming generations
I think of heaven and earth, without limit, without end,
And I am all alone and my tears fall down.
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七言古诗
李颀
古意 男儿事长征， 少小幽燕客，
赌胜马蹄下， 由来轻七尺；
杀人莫敢前， 须如蝟毛磔。
黄云陇底白雪飞， 未得报恩不能归。
辽东小妇年十五， 惯弹琵琶解歌舞，
今为羌笛出塞声， 使我三军泪如雨。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Li Qi
AN OLD AIR There once was a man, sent on military missions,
A wanderer, from youth, on the You and Yan frontiers.
Under the horses' hoofs he would meet his foes
And, recklessly risking his seven-foot body,
Would slay whoever dared confront
Those moustaches that bristled like porcupinequills.
...There were dark clouds below the hills, there were white clouds above them,
But before a man has served full time, how can he go back
In eastern Liao a girl was waiting, a girl of fifteen years,
Deft with a guitar, expert in dance and song.
...She seems to be fluting, even now, a reed-song of home,
Filling every soldier's eyes with homesick tears.
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七言古诗
李颀
送陈章甫 四月南风大麦黄， 枣花未落桐叶长。
青山朝别暮还见， 嘶马出门思故乡。
陈侯立身何坦荡？ 虬须虎眉仍大颡。
腹中贮书一万卷， 不肯低头在草莽。
东门酤酒饮我曹， 心轻万事皆鸿毛，
醉卧不知白日暮， 有时空望孤云高。
长河浪头连天黑， 津口停舟渡不得；
郑国游人未及家， 洛阳行子空叹息。
闻道故林相识多， 罢官昨日今如何。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Li Qi
A FAREWELL TO MY FRIEND CHEN ZHANGFU In the Fourth-month the south wind blows plains of yellow barley,
Date-flowers have not faded yet and lakka-leaves are long.
The green peak that we left at dawn we still can see at evening,
While our horses whinny on the road, eager to turn homeward.
...Chen, my friend, you have always been a great and good man,
With your dragon's moustache, tiger's eyebrows and your massive forehead.
In your bosom you have shelved away ten thousand volumes.
You have held your head high, never bowed it in the dust.
...After buying us wine and pledging us, here at the eastern gate,
And taking things as lightly as a wildgoose feather,
Flat you lie, tipsy, forgetting the white sun;
But now and then you open your eyes and gaze at a high lone cloud.
...The tide-head of the lone river joins the darkening sky.
The ferryman beaches his boat. It has grown too late to sail.
And people on their way from Cheng cannot go home,
And people from Loyang sigh with disappointment.
...I have heard about the many friends around your wood land dwelling.
Yesterday you were dismissed. Are they your friends today
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七言古诗
李颀
琴歌 主人有酒欢今夕， 请奏鸣琴广陵客。
月照城头乌半飞， 霜凄万树风入衣；
铜炉华烛烛增辉， 初弹渌水后楚妃。
一声已动物皆静， 四座无言星欲稀。
清淮奉使千余里， 敢告云山从此始。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Li Qi
A LUTE SONG Our host, providing abundant wine to make the night mellow,
Asks his guest from Yangzhou to play for us on the lute.
Toward the moon that whitens the city-wall, black crows are flying,
Frost is on ten thousand trees, and the wind blows through our clothes;
But a copper stove has added its light to that of flowery candles,
And the lute plays The Green Water, and then The Queen of Chu.
Once it has begun to play, there is no other sound:
A spell is on the banquet, while the stars grow thin....
But three hundred miles from here, in Huai, official duties await him,
And so it's farewell, and the road again, under cloudy mountains.
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七言古诗
李颀
听董大弹胡笳声兼寄语弄房给事 蔡女昔造胡笳声， 一弹一十有八拍。
胡人落泪沾边草， 汉使断肠对归客。
古戍苍苍烽火寒， 大荒沈沈飞雪白。
先拂声弦后角羽， 四郊秋叶惊摵摵。
董夫子，通神明， 深山窃听来妖精。
言迟更速皆应手， 将往复旋如有情。
空山百鸟散还合， 万里浮云阴且晴。
嘶酸雏雁失群夜， 断绝胡儿恋母声。
川为静其波， 鸟亦罢其鸣；
乌孙部落家乡远， 逻娑沙尘哀怨生。
幽音变调忽飘洒， 长风吹林雨堕瓦；
迸泉飒飒飞木末， 野鹿呦呦走堂下。
长安城连东掖垣， 凤凰池对青琐门，
高才脱略名与利， 日夕望君抱琴至。
Seven-character-ancient-verse
Li Qi
ON HEARING DONG PLAY THE FLAGEOLET
A POEM TO PALACE-ATTENDANT FANG When this melody for the flageolet was made by Lady Cai,
When long ago one by one she sang its eighteen stanzas,
Even the Tartars were shedding tears into the border grasses,
And the envoy of China was heart-broken, turning back home with his escort.
...Cold fires now of old battles are grey on ancient forts,
And the wilderness is shadowed with white new-flying snow.
...When the player first brushes the Shang string and the Jue and then the Yu,
Autumn-leaves in all four quarters are shaken with a murmur.
Dong, the master,
Must have been taught in heaven.
Demons come from the deep pine-wood and stealthily listen
To music slow, then quick, following his hand,
Now far away, now near again, according to his heart.
A hundred birds from an empty mountain scatter and return;
Three thousand miles of floating clouds darken and lighten;
A wildgoose fledgling, left behind, cries for its flock,
And a Tartar child for the mother he loves.
Then river waves are calmed
And birds are mute that were singing,
And Wuzu tribes are homesick for their distant land,
And out of the dust of Siberian steppes rises a plaintive sorrow.
...Suddenly the low sound leaps to a freer tune,
Like a long wind swaying a forest, a downpour breaking tiles,
A cascade through the air, flying over tree-tops.
...A wild deer calls to his fellows. He is running among the mansions
In the corner of the capital by the Eastern Palace wall....
Phoenix Lake lies opposite the Gate of Green Jade;
But how can fame and profit concern a man of genius
Day and night I long for him to bring his lute again.