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春望(唐)杜甫
國破山河在﹐城春草木深。感時花濺淚﹐恨別鳥驚心。
烽火連三月﹐家書抵萬金。白首搔更短﹐渾欲不勝簪。
A View In Spring
by Du Fu
Although empire’s crumbled, yet the mountains stand and rivers flow;
To towns as spring comes, dand and lush, so turn the grass and tree.
As if grieving for hard times, flowers would drip with tears of woe;
And hating to part, the hearts of birds out their beaks would flee.
The beacon fires have held on for a quarter of year old;
A letter from my home is worth myriad taels of gold.
My hoary hair becomes shorter and shorter by scratching;
It looks as if it can hardly bear on head a hairpin. |
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