賊退示官吏并序

　　元結

　　癸卯歲，西原賊入道州，焚燒殺掠，幾盡而去。明年，賊又攻永州，

　　破邵，不犯此州邊鄙而退，豈力能制敵歟?蓋蒙其傷憐而已。諸史何

　　為忍苦徵斂?故作詩一篇以示官吏。

　　昔歲逢太平， 山林二十年。

　　泉源在庭戶， 洞壑當門前。

　　井稅有常期， 日晏猶得眠。

　　忽然遭時變， 數歲親戎旃。

　　今來典斯郡， 山夷又紛然。

　　城小賊不屠， 人貧傷可憐。

　　是以陷鄰境， 此州獨見全。

　　使臣將王命， 豈不如賊焉。

　　令彼徵斂者， 迫之如火煎。

　　誰能絕人命， 以作時世賢。

　　思欲委符節， 引竿自刺船。

　　將家就魚麥， 歸老江湖邊。

　　to the tax-collectors after the bandits retreat

　　yuan jie

　　in the year kuimao the bandits from xiyuan entered daozhou, set fire, raided, killed, and looted. the whole district was almost ruined. the next year the bandits came again and, attacking the neighbouring prefecture, yong, passed this one by. it was not because we were strong enough to defend ourselves, but, probably, because they pitied us. and how now can these commissioners bear to impose extra taxes? i have written this poem for the collectors' information.

　　i still remember those days of peace --

　　twenty years among mountains and forests,

　　the pure stream running past my yard,

　　the caves and valleys at my door.

　　taxes were light and regular then,

　　and i could sleep soundly and late in the morning-

　　till suddenly came a sorry change.

　　…for years now i have been serving in the army.

　　when i began here as an official,

　　the mountain bandits were rising again;

　　but the town was so small it was spared by the thieves,

　　and the people so poor and so pitiable

　　that all other districts were looted

　　and this one this time let alone.

　　…do you imperial commissioners

　　mean to be less kind than bandits?

　　the people you force to pay the poll

　　are like creatures frying over a fire.

　　and how can you sacrifice human lives,

　　just to be known as able collectors? --

　　…oh, let me fling down my official seal,

　　let me be a lone fisherman in a small boat

　　and support my family on fish and wheat

　　and content my old age with rivers and lakes!

　　唐詩英文版詩歌4

　　夏日南亭懷辛大

　　孟浩然

　　山光忽西落， 池月漸東上。

　　散發乘夜涼， 開軒臥閑敞。

　　荷風送香氣， 竹露滴清響。

　　欲取鳴琴彈， 恨無知音賞。

　　感此懷故人， 中宵勞夢想。

　　in summer at the south pavilion thinking of xing

　　meng haoran

　　the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west,

　　in the east from the lake the slow moon rises.

　　i loosen my hair to enjoy the evening coolness

　　and open my window and lie down in peace.

　　the wind brings me odours of lotuses,

　　and bamboo-leaves drip with a music of dew….

　　i would take up my lute and i would play,

　　but, alas, who here would understand?

　　and so i think of you, old friend,

　　o troubler of my midnight dreams !

唐詩英文版詩歌朗誦篇2

　　望岳

　　杜甫

　　岱宗夫如何， 齊魯青未了。

　　造化鐘神秀， 陰陽割昏曉。

　　蕩胸生層云， 決眥入歸鳥。

　　會當凌絕頂， 一覽眾山小。

　　a view of taishan

　　du fu

　　what shall i say of the great peak? --

　　the ancient dukedoms are everywhere green,

　　inspired and stirred by the breath of creation,

　　with the twin forces balancing day and night.

　　…i bare my breast toward opening clouds,

　　i strain my sight after birds flying home.

　　when shall i reach the top and hold

　　all mountains in a single glance?

　　唐詩英文版詩歌2

　　贈衛八處士

　　杜甫

　　人生不相見， 動如參與商。

　　今夕復何夕， 共此燈燭光。

　　少壯能幾時， 鬢發各已蒼。

　　訪舊半為鬼， 驚呼熱中腸。

　　焉知二十載， 重上君子堂。

　　昔別君未婚， 兒女忽成行。

　　怡然敬父執， 問我來何方。

　　問答乃未已， 驅兒羅酒漿。

　　夜雨剪春韭， 新炊間黃粱。

　　主稱會面難， 一舉累十觴。

　　十觴亦不醉， 感子故意長。

　　明日隔山岳， 世事兩茫茫。

　　to my retired friend wei

　　du fu

　　it is almost as hard for friends to meet

　　as for the morning and evening stars.

　　tonight then is a rare event,

　　joining, in the candlelight,

　　two men who were young not long ago

　　but now are turning grey at the temples.

　　…to find that half our friends are dead

　　shocks us, burns our hearts with grief.

　　we little guessed it would be twenty years

　　before i could visit you again.

　　when i went away, you were still unmarried;

　　but now these boys and girls in a row

　　are very kind to their father's old friend.

　　they ask me where i have been on my journey;

　　and then, when we have talked awhile,

　　they bring and show me wines and dishes,

　　spring chives cut in the night-rain

　　and brown rice cooked freshly a special way.

　　…my host proclaims it a festival,

　　he urges me to drink ten cups --

　　but what ten cups could make me as drunk

　　as i always am with your love in my heart?

　　…tomorrow the mountains will separate us;

　　after tomorrow-who can say?

唐詩英文版詩歌朗誦篇3

　　宿業師山房待丁大不至

　　孟浩然

　　夕陽度西嶺， 群壑倏已暝。

　　松月生夜涼， 風泉滿清聽。

　　樵人歸欲盡， 煙鳥棲初定。

　　之子期宿來， 孤琴候蘿徑。

　　at the mountain-lodge of the buddhist priest ye

　　waiting in vain for my friend ding

　　meng haoran

　　now that the sun has set beyond the western range,

　　valley after valley is shadowy and dim….

　　and now through pine-trees come the moon and the chill of evening,

　　and my ears feel pure with the sound of wind and water

　　nearly all the woodsmen have reached home,

　　birds have settled on their perches in the quiet mist….

　　and still -- because you promised -- i am waiting for you, waiting,

　　playing lute under a wayside vine.