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作者: 冷冻妹QQ   发表日期: 2006-10-02 20:36  点击数: 782


描述: 简单些好。

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    The eighth month and a mid-autumn gale
   
Tore off the three layers of my thatch;
   Across the stream flew the straw to scatter the banks,
   Caught high up on tall trees
   Or fluttering down into the pools and ditches.
   The village boys found a feeble old man easy game,
   And robbed me to my face,
   Openly lugging off armfuls through the bamboos,
   Though I shouted till I was hoarse and my lips parched
   I went home then, leaning on my stick,and sighed.
   Soon the wind fell and black clouds gathered,
   The autumn sky grew dark as dusk came on,
   My quilt after years of use is cold as iron,
   With rents kicked in it by my spoiled, restless son;
   The roof, no patch of it dry, leaks over my bed
   And the rain streams through like unending strands of hemp;
   Ever since the rebellion I have been losing sleep;
   Wet through, how can I last out this long night till dawn?
   Oh, for a great mansion with ten thousand rooms
   Where all the poor on earth could find welcome shelter,
   Steady through every storm, secure as a mountain!
   Ah, were such a building to spring up before me,
   I would freeze to death in my wrecked hut well content.

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guest 发表于 2008-05-04 09:28
#3
 Tore off the three layers of my thatch;
   Across the stream flew the straw to scatter the banks,
   Caught high up on tall trees
   Or fluttering down into the pools and ditches.
   The village boys found a feeble old man easy game,
   And robbed me to my face,
   Openly lugging off armfuls through the bamboos,
   Though I shouted till I was hoarse and my lips parched
   I went home then, leaning on my stick,and sighed.
   Soon the wind fell and black clouds gathered,
   The autumn sky grew dark as dusk came on,
   My quilt after years of use is cold as iron,
   With rents kicked in it by my spoiled, restless son;
   The roof, no patch of it dry, leaks over my bed
   And the rain streams through like unending strands of hemp;
   Ever since the rebellion I have been losing sleep;
   Wet through, how can I last out this long night till dawn?
   Oh, for a great mansion with ten thousand rooms
   Where all the poor on earth could find welcome shelter,
   Steady through every storm, secure as a mountain!
   Ah, were such a building to spring up before me,
   I would freeze to death in my wrecked hut well content.
guest 发表于 2006-11-12 15:23
#2
说实话``英文功底很烂``无敌的烂``看不明白...

可是楼上的老兄好象都明白了``觉得他巨强``不过还是要顶下"主播"...至少能写出这些英文字母也是很叼的``

小小支持下`` 希望更加完美```

                            0#♂被判无妻 留``
朱丹英 发表于 2006-10-03 08:04
#1
或许我们是同道中人吧,我们都来到了这片圣土,我玩过5/6个博客,但最终还是选择了这里,我喜欢文学,虽然自己没有什么文学底蕴.感觉这里真的有一份纯洁在其中,在这里我们用自己的文字传达着心声,当看到有人回复时,真的有一种莫名的感动,一种心灵的冲击.或许你也是这样吧,按照我的理念,如果你愿意,我们将会是很好的朋友,至少可以倾诉心事........
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