lǜ yī Lv Yi
shīrén: bèi fēng Bei Feng lǜ xī yī xī, lǜ yī huáng guǒ。 xīn zhī yōu yǐ, hé wéi qí yǐ!
lǜ xī yī xī, lǜ yī huáng cháng。 xīn zhī yōu yǐ, hé wéi qí wáng!
lǜ xī sī xī, nǚ suǒ zhì xī。 wǒ sī gǔ rén, bǐ wú yóu xī!
chī xī xì xī, qī qí yǐ fēng。 wǒ sī gǔ rén, shí huò wǒ xīn!
Green is the upper robe,
Green with a yellow lining!
The sorrow of my heart, --
How can it cease?
Green is the upper robe,
Green the upper, and yellow the lower garment!
The sorrow of my heart, --
How can it be forgotten?
[Dyed] green has been the silk ; --
It was you who did it.
[But] I think of the ancients,
That I may be kept from doing wrong.
Linen, fine or coarse,
Is cold when worn in the wind.
I think of the ancients,
And find what is in my heart. |
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