晓月坠, 宿云微, 无语枕边倚。 梦回芳草思依依, 天远雁声稀。 啼莺散, 余花乱, 寂寞画堂深院。 片红休扫尽从伊, 留待舞人归。 Tune: "Migrant Orioles" The morning moon is sinking; Few cloud are floating there. I lean oft on my pillow with no word. E'en in my dream I'm thinking Of the green grass of fair, But no wild geese afar are heard. No more oriole's song, Late vernal blossoms whirl round. In courtyard as in painted hall Solitude reigns the whole night long. Don't sweep away the fallen petals on the ground! Leave them there till the dancer comes back from the ball! (许渊冲 译) |
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