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发表于 2007-10-3 00:44:20
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A dream, to the Tune of Chiangch' engtse
Ten years have we been parted:
The living and the dead—
Hearing no news,
Not thinking
And yet forgetting nothing!
I cannot come to your grave a thousand miles away
To converse with you and whisper my longing;
And even if we didi meet
How would you greet
My weathered face, my hair a frosty white?
Last night
I dreamed I had suddenly returned to our old home
And saw you sitting there before the familiar dressing table,
We looked at each other in silence,
With misty eyes veneath the candle light.
May we year after year
In heartbreak meet,
On the pine-crest,
In the moonlight!
这是林语堂版的《江城子》 |
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