美文欣赏 之 再别康桥 & 雨巷

chicagochenUID: 116575

再别康桥
　　　　　　　　　徐志摩

轻轻的我走了，
正如我轻轻的来；
我轻轻的招手，
作别西天的云彩。

那畔的金柳，
是夕阳中的新娘；
波光里的艳影，
在我的心头荡漾。

软泥上的青荇，
油油的在水底招摇；
在康桥的柔波里，
我甘做一条水草！

那榆荫下的一潭，
不是清泉，是天上虹；
揉碎在浮藻间，
沉淀着彩虹似的梦。

寻梦？撑一支长蒿
向青草更青处漫溯；
满载一船星辉，
在星辉斓里放歌。

但是我不能放歌，
悄悄是别离的笙萧；
夏虫也为我沉默，
沉默是今晚的康桥！

悄悄我走了，
正如我悄悄的来；
我挥一挥衣袖，
不带走一片云彩。  Saying Goodbye to Cambridge Again
　　　　　　　　　　　　Xu Zhimo
Very quietly I take my leave,
As quietly as I came here;
Quietly I wave goodbye
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.

The golden willows by the riverside
Are young bridges in the setting sun;
Their reflections on the shimmering waves
Always linger in the depth of my heart.

The floating heart growing in the sludge
Sways leisurely under the water,
In the gentle waves of Cambridge,
I would be a water plant!

That pool under the shade of elm trees
Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky;
Shattered to pieces among the duck weeds
Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream.

To seek a dream? Just to pole a boat upstream
To where the green grass is more verdant;
Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight And sing aloud in the splendour of starlight.

But I cannot sing aloud:
Quietness is my farewell music;
Even summer in sects keep silence for me;
Silent is Cambridge tonight!

Very quietly I take my leave,
As quietly as I came here;
Gently I flick my sleeves,
Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away.

chicagochenUID: 116575

雨巷
戴望舒
撑着油纸伞，独自
彷徨在悠长，悠长
又寂寥的雨巷，
我希望逢着
一个丁香一样得
结着愁怨的姑娘。


她是有
丁香一样的颜色，
丁香一样的芬芳，
丁香一样的忧愁，
在雨中哀怨，
哀怨又彷徨


她彷徨在这寂寥的雨巷，
撑着右纸伞
象我一样
象我一样地
默默行着，
冷漠，凄凉，又惆怅。
她默默地走进
走进，又投出，
太息一样的眼光，
她飘过
象梦一般地
象梦一般地凄婉迷茫。


象梦中飘过
一支丁香地，
我身旁飘过这女郎；
她静默地远了，远了，
到了颓圮的篱墙，
走尽这雨巷。

在雨的哀曲中，
消了她的颜色，
散了她的芬芳，
消散了，甚至她的
太息般的眼光，
丁香般的惆怅。


撑着油纸伞，独自
彷徨在悠长，悠长
又寂寥的雨巷，
我希望飘过
一个丁香一样的
结着愁怨的姑娘。
A Lane in the Rain
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　?Dai Wangshu
Alone holding an oil-paper umbrella,
I wander along a long
Solitary lane in the rain,
Hoping to encounter
A girl like a bouquet of lilacs
Gnawed by anxiety and resentment.

A girl
The color of lilacs,
The fragrance of lilacs,
The worries of lilacs,
Feeling melancholy in the rain,
Plaintive and hesitating.

Silently she comes closer,
Closer,giving me
A glance like a sigh;
Then she floats past
Like a dream,
Dreary and blank like a dream.

Like a lilac
Floating past in a dream,
the girl floats past me;
Silently she goes further and further,
To the crumbling wall,
Out of the lane in the rain.

In the mournful melody of the rain,
Her color has faded,
Her fragrance has disppeared,
Vanished into the void;
Even her glance like a sigh,
Melancholy like lilacs.

Alone holding an oil-paper umbrella,
I wander along a long
Solitary lane in the rain,
Hoping to pass
A girl like a bouquet of lilacs
Gnawed by anxiety and resentment

chicagochenUID: 116575

很喜欢的两首诗 自己顶一下

lightblue455UID: 135704

真的是很美的诗, 每每轻诵, 口齿间似乎都留有余香

tomatoeggsUID: 82073

再顶一下，谢谢楼主，美文永远是让我心旷神怡。

人淡如菊UID: 163617

喜欢，谢谢楼主。

aurorasUID: 122966

好文章呀！