1.古诗英文翻译It is so interesting to read the familar ancient article with which has been translated into English. A new spark will come out when the two languages come into one. Activite and wonderful as the diction is, it still can not show the artistic and aesthetic sensation. The culture gap still exists.。 2.古诗的英文翻译五言古诗 王维 送别 下马饮君酒， 问君何所之？ 君言不得意， 归卧南山陲。 但去莫复闻， 白云无尽时。 Five-character-quatrain Wang Wei AT PARTING I dismount from my horse and I offer you wine, And I ask you where you are going and why. And you answer: "I am discontent And would rest at the foot of the southern mountain. So give me leave and ask me no questions. White clouds pass there without end." 七言绝句 送孟浩然之广陵 故人西辞黄鹤楼， 烟花三月下扬州。 孤帆远影碧空尽， 惟见长江天际流。 Seven-character-quatrain A FAREWELL TO MENG HAORAN ON HIS WAY TO YANGZHOU Li Bai You have left me behind, old friend, at the Yellow Crane Terrace, On your way to visit Yangzhou in the misty month of flowers; Your sail, a single shadow, becomes one with the blue sky, Till now I see only the river, on its way to heaven. From hill tohill no birds in flight， 千山鸟飞绝 From path to path no mean in sight. 万径人踪灭。 A straw--clocked man in a boat， 孤舟蓑笠翁， Fishing on rever dad covered is snow. 独钓寒江雪。 毕竟西湖六月中 风光不与四时同 接天莲叶无穷碧 映日荷花别样红 The West Lake in June,when all is said and done For all the seasons never the same is the scene The lotus leaves touching the sky in boundless green The lotus flowers specially red in shining sun 马（李贺） 大漠沙如雪，燕山月似钩。 何当金络脑，快走踏清秋。 The desert sands are blown like flakes of snow the moon of yan shan is bent like a bow O that my bridled stssd in golden hand should stamp the lofty autumn of this land. 3.把英文诗词翻译成中文The Grasshopper and the Cricket John Keats The poetry of earth is never dead.When all the birds are faint with the hot sun And hide in cooling trees,a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new?mown mead That is the Grasshopper's.He takes the lead In summer luxury;he has never done With his delights,for when tired out with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.The poetry of earth is ceasing never.On a lone winter evening,when the frost Has wrought a silence,from the stove there shrills The cricket's song,in warmth increasing ever,And seems to one in drowsiness half lost,The grasshopper's among some grassy hills.蝈蝈和蛐蛐 约翰.济慈大地的诗歌从来不会死亡：当所有的鸟儿因骄阳而昏晕，隐藏在阴凉的林中，就有一种声音 在新割的草地周围的树篱上飘荡 那就是蝈蝈的乐音啊！它争先 沉醉于盛夏的豪华，它从未感到 自己的喜悦消逝，一旦唱得疲劳了，便舒适地栖息在可喜的草丛中间.大地的诗歌呀，从来没有停息：在寂寞的冬天夜晚，当严霜凝成 一片宁静，从炉边就弹起了 蛐蛐的歌儿，在逐渐升高的暖气，昏昏欲睡中，人们感到那声音 仿佛就是蝈蝈在草茸茸的山上鸣叫.。 |