(Translated by Capella Cao)
My yesterday abandoned, long irretrievable；
Today troubles, my mind full of worries.
Vs of autumn geese ride the wind ten thousands Li;
Beautiful drunken panorama from my tower.
Your writings as profound as Penglai Palace prose, with the structure of Jian'an.
My poetic style as refreshing and beautiful as Xie Tiao.
Our great ambitions reach through the clear sky to catch the bright moon.
Drawing swords to break the flowing water, water only rushes more;
Raising a glass to drink against sorrow, sorrow only intensifies.
Ah, life is disappointing, why not loosen my hair tomorrow, drift freely downstream.
Note 1: Li is an ancient Chinese unit of distance; roughly one third of an English mile.
Note 2: In ancient China males pulled back their hair into a bun. Loosening hair could be a metaphor for breaking free.
© Pine Bush Publishing. All rights reserved
宣州谢朓楼饯别校书叔云
李白
弃我者去，昨日之日不可留；
乱我心者，今日之日多烦忧。
长风万里送秋雁，对此可以酣高楼。
蓬莱文章建安骨，中间小谢又清发。
俱怀逸兴壮思飞，欲上青天览明月。
抽刀断水水更流，举杯消愁愁更愁。
人生在世不称意，明朝散发弄扁舟。
Comments