随意杯盘虽草草,酒美梅酸,恰称人怀抱。醉里插花花莫笑,可怜人似春将老。 Thinking of the Capital Changan —to the tune of Dielianhua Fatigued and joyless The night seems to lengthen forever. We dream in vain of Changan (1), Longing to go back on the road to the capital. We hear that Spring revisits there this year, With its beautiful scenes as before. The shadow of moonlight reflects on flowers. Although these dishes are made in a hurry, The wine is delicious and the plums sour, Just suiting our mood well. If you feel intoxicated from wine, Do not decorate your hairpins with flowers (2), For we are getting old, as Spring itself. (1)Changan: Now Xian City in Shanxi Province. Many ancient dynasties had their capital in this city, but here the poet means Kaifeng City. (2)It was the custom when young people drank wine and became intoxicated with happiness, they often inserted flowers on their hats or hairpins to show their satisfaction with life. (茅于美 译) |
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