
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.
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.
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```
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