DWELLING BY A STREAM
Liu Zongyuan
I had so long been troubled by official hat and robe
That I am glad to be an exile here in this wild southland.
I am a neighbour now of planters and reapers.
I am a guest of the mountains and woods.
I plough in the morning, turning dewy grasses,
And at evening tie my fisher-boat, breaking the quiet stream.
Back and forth I go, scarcely meeting anyone,
And sing a long poem and gaze at the blue sky
翻译
溪 居
柳宗元
久为簪组累, 幸此南夷谪。
闲依农圃邻, 偶似山林客。
晓耕翻露草, 夜榜响溪石。
来往不逢人, 长歌楚天碧。
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