| 題名： | 促織 |
| 作者： | 杜甫 |
| 促織甚微細， 哀音何動人。 草根吟不穩， 牀下夜相親。 久客得無淚， 放妻難及晨。 悲絲與急管， 感激異天真。 | |
| 英譯： |
Such a tiny creature
the cricket
how greatly it can move us
with its sad chirp
no longer willing
to live among weeds and roots
it came indoors to join us
living under our bed
making a sounds that might cause
a traveler to burst into tears
or keep a wife whose husband's gone
awake until dawn
on human things
guitar or flute
quite match up
to nature's music.
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| 日譯： | 暫無日譯內容 |