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浮槎去，
不相逢。
星桥鹊驾，
经年才见，
想离情、
别恨难穷。
牵牛织女，
莫是离中。
甚霎儿晴，
霎儿雨，
霎儿风。
Tune: “Song of Wafting Fragrance”
Li Qingzhao
The crickets sing among the grass;
The planes surprised shed leaf on leaf.
Heaven as earth, alas!
Is thick with parting grief.
How hard it is to pass
The barriers paved by cloud and moonlight!
Although there come fairy rafts fleet
And go fairy rafts light,
How could the love-stars meet?
Across the bridge of stars made by magpies,
They would meet once a year in the skies.
Could tears of joy reveal
The love and grief they feel?
The Cowherd and Weaving Maid divine,
Though reunited, seem parted again,
Or why is it now fine,
Now blows the wind, now falls the rain?
（许渊冲 译）
Offerings of Incense
Li Qingzhao
Cricket chirrups in grasses,
Defoliate the plane trees in a fright,
Whence heaven and earth are doleful.
The cloud steps and the moon ground,
Are cut off by perilous webs around.
Floating raft passes,
Up and down in sight,
Yet our reunion is impossible.
Across the magpie bridge through the Milky Way,
It takes one year,
In our bitterness of parting.
The Cowherd and the Girl Weaver,
Are dating an unforeseen failure,
Which swings from a fine day,
To a rainy queer,
Or a gale roaring.
（吴松林 译）
Incense Burning·Seventh Seven
Li Qingzhao
Crickets chirp in the grass;
Parasol leaves drop, alas.
In this human world,
To the sky gloom is hurled.
The cloud steps, the moon ground,
And the passes are locked sound.
Now canoes come,
And then they go,
Can we meet? O no.
Magpies make a bridge dear,
So they meet once a year.
Then they are kept apart;
Grief overbrims their heart.
O Cowherd, Weaver Maid,
You’re lonely, I’m afraid.
Now it’s clear in the sky,
Now a rain comes nigh,
Now a wind blows by.
（赵彦春 译）
Going to Burn Incenses for Buddha
Li Qingzhao
In grass, crickets chirp to make Indus lofty leaves fall low,
It’s time that the human world or the paradise in sorrow.
From cloudy steps to the moon’s surface,
There are thousands of passes with locks.
Although rafts were floating back and forth,
Still there was no reunion-meeting way or path.
Magpies would set up a starry bridge in a year,
How long for both of them to meet together?
The Cowboy and the Weaving Girl were bitterly separated from each other.
Sometimes it’s a very fine day,
And then it may be rainy or windy.
（朱曼华 译）
Xingxiangzi, qixi, No.2: Fragrance in motion, seven dusks
Li Ch’ing-chao
Evening crickets chirp in the grass
while leaves drop from the parasol tree,
startling. This season of sorrow
intensifies on earth as in heaven.
Clouds are stairways, moonlight is earth,
yet our way is sealed by a thousand locks.
If floating rafts were to journey
between sea and sky, still
never would the two meet.
A star-laden bridge made by magpies
for one annual tryst recalls in heaven
the trials of our separation, endless regrets:
A cattle hand and weaver maiden, in love,
face to face once a year on the celestial bridge.
Perhaps this is why, with our partings,
our emotions clear for only an instant,
followed by sudden rain,
sudden wind.
（Karen An-Hwei Lee 译）
To the Tune of Song of Floating Fragrance
The Seventh Night of the Seventh Moon
Li Ch’ing-chao
Crickets chirping in the grass
Frighten sterculia leaves drop to the ground.
It is a time of deep sorrow on earth
as well as in Heaven above,
Where there are cloud-formed steps
and moonbeam-paved grounds,
Gate after gate, and pass beyond pass.
Though heavenly rafts
Drift to and fro,
Hardly do they meet.
Now, over the River of Stars,
on the bridge built by magpies,
For one night only in the long year,
the two lovers unite.
Bitter are separations, and endless are regrets.
The Cowherd and his Spinning Maiden
Rejoice in their reunion, bud dread
the hour of farewell;
While the night is one moment fair,
The next moment rainy,
And another moment threatened by storm.
（Lucy Chao Ho 译）
Tune: A Fragrance Passes
Seventh Day Seventh Month
Li Ch’ing-chao
edge of the grass
crickets chirr
alarm scatters
through the wu t’ungs
here and in heaven
anxiety comes as clouds step down
from the moon to earth
a many-layered barrier
and set adrift
in their airy rafts
to come and go
these two could never meet
yet the magpies
will form
a star bridge
and after a year
of partings’ memories
the hurt of distance
so hard to set aside
Herdsman and Weaving Maid
will not be held apart
for this moment in time
this time of rain
this time of wind
（James Cryer 译）
Hsing Hsiang Tzu
Li Ch’ing-chao
Frightened by the chirping of insects in the grass,
The leaves of the plane tree come tumbling in the ground.
Heavy are the sorrows up in the sky and here below.
So far away is the Moon Palace
And cloud perrons.
Thither we go not,
Even with rafts plying to and fro
Over the seas.
On the magpie bridge over the Milky Way,
The Cowherd and the Spinning Maid meet but once a year.
Eternal should be their sadness of parting.
Why is the night now fine, now rainy, now windy?
Is it the sad hour of farewell?
（Hu Pin-Ching 译）
Written on the Seventh Day of the Seventh Month
To the Tune of “You Move in Fragrance”
Li Ch’ing-chao
Deep in the grass the crickets sing.
Wu-t’ung leaves fall suddenly and startle me.
Sorrow lies thick
On the ways of men and high Heaven.
On the cloud stairs to the floor of moonlight
The doors are all locked for a thousand miles.
Even if our floating rafts could come and go
We could not meet each other,
Nor cross the star bridge of magpies.
Once a year the Cowboy and Weaving Girl meet.
Imagine the year-long bitterness of their parting.
Now suddenly in the midst of their love-making
The wind blows first clear and then rain.
（Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung 译）
