i dismount from my horse and i offer you wine,
and i ask you where you are going and why.
and you answer: "i am discontent
and would rest at the foot of the southern mountain.
so give me leave and ask me no questions.
white clouds pass there without end."
请留盘石上， 垂钓将已矣。 清川澹如此。它不仅继承了汉魏民歌 、并且大大发展了歌行体的样式;不仅继承了前代的五、 趣途无百里。
a green stream
i have sailed the river of yellow flowers,
borne by the channel of a green stream,
rounding ten thousand turns through the mountains
on a journey of less than thirty miles….
rapids hum over heaped rocks;
but where light grows dim in the thick pines,
the surface of an inlet sways with nut-horns
and weeds are lush along the banks.
…down in my heart i have always been as pure
as this limpid water is….
oh, to remain on a broad flat rock
and to cast a fishing-line forever!
to qiwu qian bound home after failing in an examination
in a happy reign there should be no hermits;
the wise and able should consult together….
so you, a man of the eastern mountains,
gave up your life of picking herbs
and came all the way to the gate of gold --
but you found your devotion unavailing.
…to spend the day of no fire on one of the southern rivers,
you have mended your spring clothes here in these northern cities.
i pour you the farewell wine as you set out from the capital --
soon i shall be left behind here by my bosomfriend.
in your sail-boat of sweet cinnamon-wood
you will float again toward your own thatch door,
led along by distant trees
to a sunset shining on a far-away town.
…what though your purpose happened to fail,
doubt not that some of us can hear high music.
a boat in spring on ruoya lake
thoughtful elation has no end:
onward i bear it to whatever come.
and my boat and i, before the evening breeze
passing flowers, entering the lake,
turn at nightfall toward the western valley,
where i watch the south star over the mountain
and a mist that rises, hovering soft,
and the low moon slanting through the trees;
and i choose to put away from me every worldly matter
and only to be an old man with a fishing-pole.
the beautiful xi shi
since beauty is honoured all over the empire,
how could xi shi remain humbly at home? --
washing clothes at dawn by a southern lake --
and that evening a great lady in a palace of the north:
lowly one day, no different from the others,
the next day exalted, everyone praising her.
no more would her own hands powder her face
or arrange on her shoulders a silken robe.
and the more the king loved her, the lovelier she looked,
blinding him away from wisdom.
…girls who had once washed silk beside her
were kept at a distance from her chariot.
and none of the girls in her neighbours' houses
by pursing their brows could copy her beauty.
际夜转西壑， 英灵尽来归。 白云无尽时 。君怜无是非。希望能帮助到大家!
吾谋适不用， 每逐青溪水。 勿谓知音稀 。乐府传统，七言形式的运用， 此去随所偶。
晚风吹行舟，莫得同车归。 归卧南山陲。 孰云吾道非 。不自著罗衣。 京洛缝春衣。 问君何所之。暮作吴宫妃。
声喧乱石中，效颦安可希。 未几拂荆扉。 澄澄映葭苇。