中国历代优美诗词汉英对照

中国历代优美诗词汉英对照孟郊游子吟..........A TRA VELLER'S SONG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 grassFor three spring months of the light of the sun?杜甫望岳A VIEW OF TAISHAN岱宗夫如何齐鲁青未了造化锺神秀阴阳割昏晓汤胸生层云决眦入归鸟会当凌绝顶一览众山小What shall I say of the Great Peak? --The ancient dukedoms are everywhere green, Inspired and stirred by the breath of creation,With the Twin Forces balancing day and night....I bare my breast toward opening clouds,I strain my sight after birds flying home.When shall I reach the top and holdAll mountains in a single glance?李白月下独酌DRINKING ALONE WITH THE MOON花间一壶酒独酌无相亲举杯邀明月对影成三人月既不解饮影徒随我身暂伴月将影行乐须及春我歌月徘徊我舞影零乱醒时同交欢醉後各分散永结无情游相期邈云汉From a pot of wine among the flowersI drank alone. There was no one with me --Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moonTo bring me my shadow and make us three.Alas, the moon was unable to drinkAnd my shadow tagged me vacantly;But still for a while I had these friendsTo cheer me through the end of spring....I sang. The moon encouraged me.I danced. My shadow tumbled after.As long as I knew, we were boon companions.And then I was drunk, and we lost one another....Shall goodwill ever be secure?I watch the long road of the River of Stars.李商隐无题相见时难别亦难东风无力百花残春蚕到死丝方尽蜡炬成灰泪始乾晓镜但愁云鬓改夜吟应觉月光寒蓬莱此去无多路青鸟殷勤为探看TO ONE UNNAMED IIITime was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, And the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone, And the silk-worms of spring will weave until they dieAnd every night the candles will weep their wicks away. Mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing,Yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song....It is not so very far to her Enchanted MountainO blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!杜甫蜀相THE TEMPLE OF THE PREMIER OF SHU丞相祠堂何处寻锦官城外柏森森映阶碧草自春色隔叶黄鹂空好音三顾频烦天下计两朝开济老臣心出师未捷身先死长使英雄泪满襟Where is the temple of the famous Premier? --In a deep pine grove near the City of Silk,With the green grass of spring colouring the steps, And birds chirping happily under the leaves....The third summons weighted him with affairs of state And to two generations he gave his true heart,But before he could conquer, he was dead;And heroes have wept on their coats ever since.崔颢黄鹤楼THE YELLOW CRANE TERRACE昔人已乘黄鹤去此地空馀黄鹤楼黄鹤一去不复返白云千载空悠悠晴川历历汉阳树芳草萋萋鹦鹉洲日暮乡关何处是烟波江上使人愁Where long ago a yellow crane bore a sage to heaven, Nothing is left now but the Yellow Crane Terrace.The yellow crane never revisited earth,And white clouds are flying without him for ever. ...Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, And Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grasses;But I look toward home, and twilight grows darkWith a mist of grief on the river waves.张九龄望月怀远LOOKING AT THE MOONAND THINKING OF ONE FAR AW AY海上生明月天涯共此时情人怨遥夜竟夕起相思灭烛怜光满披衣觉露滋不堪盈手赠还寝梦佳期The moon, grown full now over the sea, Brightening the whole of heaven,Brings to separated heartsThe long thoughtfulness of night....It is no darker though I blow out my candle.It is no warmer though I put on my coat.So I leave my message with the moonAnd turn to my bed, hoping for dreams.王勃送杜少府之任蜀州FAREWELL TO VICE-PREFECT DUSETTING OUT FOR HIS OFFICIAL POST IN SHU城阙辅三秦风烟望五津与君离别意同是宦游人海内存知己天涯若比邻无为在歧路儿女共沾巾By this wall that surrounds the three Qin districts, Through a mist that makes five rivers one,We bid each other a sad farewell,We two officials going opposite ways....And yet, while China holds our friendship,And heaven remains our neighbourhood,Why should you linger at the fork of the road, Wiping your eyes like a heart-broken child?李白送友人A FAREWELL TO A FRIEND青山横北郭白水绕东城此地一为别孤蓬万里征浮云游子意落日故人情挥手自兹去萧萧班马鸣With a blue line of mountains north of the wall, And east of the city a white curve of water,Here you must leave me and drift awayLike a loosened water-plant hundreds of miles....I shall think of you in a floating cloud;So in the sunset think of me....We wave our hands to say good-bye,And my horse is neighing again and again.杜甫月夜ON A MOONLIGHT NIGHT今夜[鹿阝] 州月闺中只独看遥怜小儿女未解忆长安香雾云鬟湿清辉玉臂寒何时倚虚幌双照泪痕乾Far off in Fuzhou she is watching the moonlight, Watching it alone from the window of her chamber- For our boy and girl, poor little babes,Are too young to know where the Capital is.Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist,Her jade-white shoulder is cold in the moon. ...When shall we lie again, with no more tears, Watching this bright light on our screen?。