| 題名： | 蘇小小墓 |
| 作者： | 李賀 |
| 幽蘭露， 如啼眼。 無物結同心， 煙花不堪剪。 草如茵， 松如蓋。 風為裳， 水為珮。 油壁車， 夕相待。 冷翠燭， 勞光彩。 西陵下， 風吹雨。 | |
| 英譯： |
Dew on the secret orchid
Like crying eyes.
No thing to bind the heart to.
Misted flowers I cannot bear to cut.
Grass like a cushion,
The pine like a parasol:
The wind is a skirt,
The waters are tinkling pendants.
A coach with lacquered sides
Waits for someone in the evening.
Cold blue candle-flames
Strain to shine bright.
Beneath West Mound
The wind puffs the rain.
DEW upon lonely orchids Like tear-brimmed eyes. No twining of love-knots, Mist-wreathed flowers I cannot bear to cut. Grass for her cushions, Pines for her awning, Wind as her skirts, Water as girdle-jades. In her oil-silk carriage She is waiting at dusk. Cold candles, kingfisher-green, Weary with shining. Under the Western Grave-mound, Wind-blown rain. Dew on the secret orchid Like screaming eyes. Nowhere, the hearts bound as one. Evanescent flowers I cannot bear to cut. Grass like a cushion, The pine like a parasol; The wind is a skirt, The waters are tinkling pendants. A coach with lacquered sides Waits for someone in the evening. The cold green will-o'-the-wisp Squanders its brightness. Beneath West Mound The wind puffs the rain. Dewdrops of shaded orchids Gaze as the eyes weep: They shall never be true lovers, The dancing girl will never enter her lover's home. The grass shall be my carpet, The pine-trees my cloak, The wind my embroidered dress, Streams shall be my blue jewels. Within my painted chariot I have lingered all night. Cold are the green candles of the will-o'-the-wisps, Ever flickering, ever glowing. Beneath the Western Hill The wind blows cold rain. |
| 日譯： | 暫無日譯內容 |