The breath of pines in a thousand valleys.
I hear him in the cleansing brook，
I hear him in the icy bells；
And I feel no change though the mountain darken
And cloudy autumn heaps the sky.
李白
夜泊牛渚怀古
牛渚西江夜， 青天无片云；
登舟望秋月， 空忆谢将军。
余亦能高咏， 斯人不可闻。
明朝挂帆席， 枫叶落纷纷。
Li Bai
Thoughts of Old Time From a NightMooring
under Mount NiuZhu
This night to the west of the riverbrim
There is not one cloud in the whole blue sky，
As I watch from my deck the autumn moon，
Vainly remembering old General Xie....
I have poems； I can read；
He heard others， but not mine.
...Tomorrow I shall hoist my sail，
With fallen mapleleaves behind me.
杜甫
月夜
今夜鄜州月， 闺中只独看。
遥怜小儿女， 未解忆长安。
香雾云鬓湿， 清辉玉臂寒。
何时倚虚晃， 双照泪痕乾。
Du Fu
On a Moonlight Night
Far off in Fuzhou she is watching the moonlight，
Watching it alone from the window of her chamber-
For our boy and girl， poor little babes，
Are too young to know where the Capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist，
Her jadewhite shoulder is cold in the moon.
...When shall we lie again， with no more tears，
Watching this bright light on our screen？
杜甫
春望
破山河在， 城春草木深。
感时花溅泪， 恨别鸟惊心。
烽火连三月， 家书抵万金。
白头搔更短， 浑欲不胜簪。
Du Fu
A Spring View
Though a country be sundered， hills and rivers endure；
And spring comes green again to trees and grasses
Where petals have been shed like tears
And lonely birds have sung their grief.
...After the warfires of three months，
One message from home is worth a ton of gold.
...I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin
To hold the hairpins any more.
杜甫
春宿左省
花隐掖垣暮， 啾啾栖鸟过。
星临万户动， 月傍九霄多。
不寝听金钥， 因风想玉珂。
明朝有封事， 数问夜如何。
Du Fu
A NightVigil in the Left Court of the Palace
Flowers are shadowed， the palace darkens，
Birds twitter by for a place to perch；
Heavens ten thousand windows are twinkling，
And nine cloudterraces are gleaming in the moonlight.
...While I wait for the golden lock to turn，
I hear jade pendants tinkling in the wind....
I have a petition to present in the morning，
All night I ask what time it is.
杜甫
至德二载甫
自京金光门出，问道归凤翔。乾元初从左拾遗移华州掾。与亲故别，因出此门。有悲往事。
此道昔归顺， 西郊胡正繁。
至今残破胆， 应有未招魂。
近得归京邑， 移官岂至尊。
无才日衰老， 驻马望千门。
Du Fu
Taking Leave Of Friends on My Way to Huazhou
In the second year of Zhide， I escaped from the capital through theGate of Golden Light and went to Fengxiang. In the first year of Qianyuan， I was appointed as official to Huazhou from my former post of Censor.Friends and relatives gathered and saw me leave by the same gate. And I wrote this poem.
This is the road by which I fled，
When the rebels had reached the west end of the city；
And terror， ever since， has clutched at my vitals
Lest some of my soul should never return.
...The court has come back now， filling the capital；
But the Emperor sends me away again.
Useless and old， I rein in my horse
For one last look at the thousand gates.
杜甫
月夜忆舍弟
戍鼓断人行， 秋边一雁声。
露从今夜白， 月是故乡明。
有弟皆分散， 无家问死生。
寄书长不达， 况乃未休兵。
Du Fu
Remembering My Brothers on a Moonlight Night
A wanderer hears drums portending battle.
By the first call of autumn from a wildgoose at the border，
He knows that the dews tonight will be frost.
...How much brighter the moonlight is at home！
O my brothers， lost and scattered，
What is life to me without you？
Yet if missives in time of peace go wrong-
What can I hope for during war？
杜甫
天末怀李白
凉风起天末， 君子意如何。
鸿雁几时到， 江湖秋水多。
文章憎命达， 魑魅喜人过。
应共冤魂语， 投诗赠汨罗。
Du Fu
To Li Bai at the Sky Send
A cold wind blows from the far sky....
What are you thinking of， old friend？
The wildgeese never answer me.
Rivers and lakes are flooded with rain.
...A poet should beware of prosperity，
Yet demons can haunt a wanderer.
Ask an unhappy ghost， throw poems to him
Where he drowned himself in the Milo River.
杜甫
奉济驿重送严公四韵
远送从此别， 青山空复情。
几时杯重把， 昨夜月同行。
列郡讴歌惜， 三朝出入荣。
将村独归处， 寂寞养残生。
Du Fu
A Farewell at Fengji Station to General Yan
This is where your comrade must leave you，
Turning at the foot of these purple mountains....
When shall we lift our cups again， I wonder，
As we did last night and walk in the moon？
The region is murmuring farewell
To one who was honoured through three reigns；
And back I go now to my rivervillage，
Into the final solitude.
杜甫
别房太尉墓
他乡复行役， 驻马别孤坟。
近泪无乾土， 低空有断云。
对棋陪谢傅， 把剑觅徐君。
唯见林花落， 莺啼送客闻。
Du Fu
On Leaving the Tomb of Premier Fang
Having to travel back now from this far place，
I dismount beside your lonely tomb.
The ground where I stand is wet with my tears；
The sky is dark with broken clouds....
I who played chess with the great Premier
Am bringing to my lord the dagger he desired.
But I find only petals falling down，
I hear only linnets answering.
杜甫
旅夜书怀
细草微风岸， 危樯独夜舟。
星垂平野阔， 月涌大江流。
名岂文章着， 官应老病休。
飘飘何所似， 天地一沙鸥。
Du Fu
A Night Abroad
A light wind is rippling at the grassy shore....
Through the night， to my motionless tall mast，
The stars lean down from open space，
And the moon comes running up the river.
...If only my art might bring me fame
And free my sick old age from office！-
Flitting， flitting， what am I like
But a sandsnipe in the wide， wide world！
杜甫
登岳阳楼
昔闻洞庭水，今上岳阳楼。
吴楚东南坼， 乾坤日夜浮。
亲朋无一字， 老病有孤舟。
戎马关山北， 凭轩涕泗流。
Du Fu
On the Gate-Tower at Youzhou
I had always heard of Lake Dongting-
And now at last I have climbed to this tower.
With Wu country to the east of me and Chu to the south，
I can see heaven and earth endlessly floating.
...But no word has reached me from kin or friends.
I am old and sick and alone with my boat.
North of this wall there are wars and mountains-
And here by the rail how can I help crying？
王维
辋川闲居赠裴秀才迪
山转苍翠， 秋水日潺湲。
倚杖柴门外， 临风听暮蝉。
渡头余落日， 墟里上孤烟。
复值接舆醉， 狂歌五柳前。
Wang Wei
A Message from My Lodge at Wangchuan
to Pei Di
The mountains are cold and blue now
And the autumn waters have run all day.
By my thatch door， leaning on my staff，
I listen to cicadas in the evening wind.
Sunset lingers at the ferry，
Suppersmoke floats up from the houses.
...Oh， when shall I pledge the great Hermit again
And sing a wild poem at Five Willows？
王维
山居秋暝
空山新雨后， 天气晚来秋。
明月松间照， 清泉石上流。
竹喧归浣女， 莲动下渔舟。
随意春芳歇， 王孙自可留。
Wang Wei
An Autumn Evening in the Mountains
After rain the empty mountain
Stands autumnal in the evening，
Moonlight in its groves of pine，
Stones of crystal in its brooks.
Bamboos whisper of washergirls bound home，
Lotusleaves yield before a fisherboat-
And what does it matter that springtime has gone，
While you are here， O Prince of Friends？
王维
归嵩山作
清川带长薄， 车马去闲闲。
流水如有意， 暮禽相与还。
荒城临古渡， 落日满秋山。
迢递嵩高下， 归来且闭关。
Wang Wei
Bound Home to Mount Song
The limpid river， past its bushes
Running slowly as my chariot，
Becomes a fellow voyager
Returning home with the evening birds.
A ruined citywall overtops an old ferry，