| 題名： | 夢與李七庾三十三同訪元九 |
| 作者： | 白居易 |
| 夜夢歸長安， 見我故親友。 損之在我左， 順之在我右。 云是二月天， 春風出攜手。 同過靖安里， 下馬尋元九。 元九正獨坐， 見我笑開口。 還指西院花， 乃開北亭酒。 如言各有故， 似惜歡難久。 神合俄頃間， 神離欠伸後。 覺來疑在側， 求索無所有。 殘燈影閃牆， 斜月光穿牖。 天明西北望， 萬里君知否。 老去無見期， 踟躕搔白首。 | |
| 英譯： |
AT night I dreamt I was back in Ch‘ang-an;
I saw again the faces of old friends.
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And in my dreams, under an April sky,
They led me by the hand to wander in the spring winds.
Together we came to the village of Peace and Quiet;
We stopped our horses at the gate of Yüan Chēn.
Yüan Chēn was sitting all alone;
When he saw me coming, a smile came to his face.
He pointed back at the flowers in the western court;
Then opened wine in the northern summer-house.
He seemed to be saying that neither of us had changed;
He seemed to be regretting that joy will not stay;
That our souls had met only for a little while,
To part again with hardly time for greeting.
I woke up and thought him still at my side;
I put out my hand; there was nothing there at all.
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AT night I dreamt I was back in Ch'ang-an; I saw again the faces of old friends. 0 0 And in my dreams, under an April sky, They led me by the hand to wander in the spring winds. Together we came to the village of Peace and Quiet; We stopped our horses at the gate of Yüan Chēn. Yüan Chēn was sitting all alone ; When he saw me coming, a smile came to his face. He pointed back at the flowers in the western court; Then opened wine in the northern summer-house. He seemed to be saying that neither of us had changed; He seemed to be regretting that joy will not stay; That our souls had met only for a little while, To part again with hardly time for greeting. I woke up and thought him still at my side; I put out my hand; there was nothing there at all. 0 0 0 0 0 0 AT night I dreamt I was back in Ch'ang-an; I saw again the faces of old friends. 0 0 And in my dreams, under an April sky, They led me by the hand to wander in the spring winds. Together we came to the village of Peace and Quiet; We stopped our horses at the gate of Yüan Chēn. Yüan Chēn was sitting all alone; When he saw me coming, a smile came to his face. He pointed back at the flowers in the western court; Then opened wine in the northern summer-house. He seemed to be saying that neither of us had changed; He seemed to be regretting that joy will not stay; That our souls had met only for a little while, To part again with hardly time for greeting. I woke up and thought him still at my side; I put out my hand; there was nothing there at all. 0 0 0 0 0 0 |
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