Post by rovi297 on Jan 9, 2023 19:37:45 GMT -5
西江月·平山堂 – 蘇軾
三过平山堂下，
半生弹指声中。
十年不见老仙翁，
壁上龙蛇飞动。
欲吊文章太守，
仍歌杨柳春风。
休言万事转头空，
未转头时皆梦。
A Verse by Su Shi
(Pingshan Hall)
‘Tis the third time, Pingshan Hall I come by,
Fifty-year-old I’m, a blink of an eye.
Though for ten years I have not seen my old mentor,
His cursive scripts on the wall still fly.
I’d pay tribute to this immortal guy,
To laud his “Spirit of Spring Willows” high,
Don’t bewail all will vanish as one turns his head,
E’en alive, all is a dream, far or nigh.
Tr. Wangyu
(To be revised)
三过平山堂下，
半生弹指声中。
十年不见老仙翁，
壁上龙蛇飞动。
欲吊文章太守，
仍歌杨柳春风。
休言万事转头空，
未转头时皆梦。
A Verse by Su Shi
(Pingshan Hall)
‘Tis the third time, Pingshan Hall I come by,
Fifty-year-old I’m, a blink of an eye.
Though for ten years I have not seen my old mentor,
His cursive scripts on the wall still fly.
I’d pay tribute to this immortal guy,
To laud his “Spirit of Spring Willows” high,
Don’t bewail all will vanish as one turns his head,
E’en alive, all is a dream, far or nigh.
Tr. Wangyu
(To be revised)
