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品读《滕王阁序》
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刚刚学完《滕王阁序》,今天给大家带来了原文和英文版,一起品读吧!!!
豫章故郡,洪都新府。星分翼轸(zhěn),地接衡庐。襟三江而带五湖,控蛮荆而引瓯(ōu)越。物华天宝,龙光射牛斗之墟;人杰地灵,徐孺下陈蕃(fān)之榻(tà)。雄州雾列,俊采星驰。台隍(huáng)枕(zhěn)夷夏之交,宾主尽东南之美。都督阎(yán)公之雅望,棨(qǐ)戟(jǐ)遥临;宇文新州之懿(yì)范,襜(chān)帷(wéi)暂驻。十旬休假,胜友如云;千里逢迎,高朋满座。腾蛟(jiāo)起凤,孟学士之词宗;紫电青霜,王将军之武库。家君作宰,路出名区;童子何知,躬逢胜饯(jiàn)。
时维九月,序属三秋。潦(lǎo)水尽而寒潭清,烟光凝而暮山紫。俨(yǎn)骖(cān)騑(fēi)于上路,访风景于崇阿(ē)。临帝子之长洲,得天人之旧馆。层峦耸翠,上出重霄;飞阁流丹,下临无地。鹤汀(tīng)凫(fú)渚(zhǔ),穷岛屿之萦回;桂殿兰宫,即冈峦之体势。
披绣闼(tà),俯雕甍(méng),山原旷其盈视,川泽纡其骇瞩。闾阎(lǘ yán)扑地,钟鸣鼎食之家;舸(gě)舰弥津,青雀黄龙之舳(通:轴zhú)。云销雨霁(jì),彩彻区明。落霞与孤鹜齐飞,秋水共长天一色。渔舟唱晚,响穷彭蠡(lǐ)之滨,雁阵惊寒,声断衡阳之浦。
遥襟甫畅,逸兴遄(chuán)飞。爽籁发而清风生,纤歌凝而白云遏(è)。睢(suī)园绿竹,气凌彭泽之樽(zūn);邺(yè)水朱华,光照临川之笔。四美具,二难并。穷睇眄(dì miǎn)于中天,极娱游于暇日。天高地迥(jiǒng),觉宇宙之无穷;兴尽悲来,识盈虚之有数。望长安于日下,目吴会(kuài)于云间。地势极而南溟(míng)深,天柱高而北辰远。关山难越,谁悲失路之人;萍水相逢,尽是他乡之客。怀帝阍(hūn)而不见,奉宣室以何年?
嗟乎!时运不齐,命途多舛(chuǎn)。冯唐易老,李广难封。屈贾谊于长沙,非无圣主;窜梁鸿于海曲,岂乏明时?所赖君子见机,达人知命。老当益壮,宁移白首之心?穷且益坚,不坠青云之志。酌贪泉而觉爽,处涸辙(hé zhé)以犹欢。北海虽赊(shē),扶摇可接;东隅(yú)已逝,桑榆非晚。孟尝高洁,空余报国之情;阮籍猖狂,岂效穷途之哭!
勃,三尺微命,一介书生。无路请缨,等终军之弱冠(guàn);有怀投笔,慕宗悫(què)之长风。舍簪(zān)笏(hù)于百龄,奉晨昏于万里。非谢家之宝树,接孟氏之芳邻。他日趋(qū)庭,叨(tāo)陪鲤对;今兹捧袂(mèi),喜托龙门。杨意不逢,抚凌云而自惜;钟期既遇,奏流水以何惭?
呜乎!胜地不常,盛筵难再;兰亭已矣,梓(zǐ)泽丘墟。临别赠言,幸承恩于伟饯;登高作赋,是所望于群公。敢竭鄙怀,恭疏短引;一言均赋,四韵俱成。请洒潘江,各倾陆海云尔:
滕王高阁临江渚,佩玉鸣鸾罢歌舞。
画栋朝飞南浦云,珠帘暮卷西山雨。
闲云潭影日悠悠,物换星移几度秋。
阁中帝子今何在?槛外长江空自流。
英文版
A Tribute to King Teng's Tower
Wang Bo
Nanchang, which was the capital of Yuzhang Prefecture during the HanDynasty, now falls under the jurisdiction of Hongzhou. It straddles the borderof the influence of the Ye and Zhen constellations (1), and is adjacent to theHeng and the Lu mountains (2). The three rivers (3) enfold it like the frontpart of a garment (4) and the five lakes encircle it like a girdle (5). Itcontrols the savage Jing area (6) and connects Ou (7) and Yue (8), and itsproducts are nature’s jewels. The radiance of its legendary sword shootsdirectly upward between the constellations Niu and Dou (9). Its talented peopleare outstanding, and the spirit of intelligence pervades the place. This wasthe place where Xu Ru spent the night on his visit to Chen Fan (10). The mightyHongzhou spreads out immensely amid the fog, and the intellectual luminariesare as numerous as meteors chasing one another. It borders both the unculturedand the civilized areas, and its host and guests are all prominent people fromthe East and the South. Under the escort of guard of honor with halberds intheir hands, Governor Yan, a man of high repute, comes to attend this eventfrom afar. Prefect Yuwen (11), a model of virtue, stops his carriage on the wayto his new appointment. On this official holiday, which falls on every tenthday, good friends gather together, and a galaxy of distinguished guests fromdistant places fill the hall. Also present at the gathering are Master Meng ,whose literary grace is as imposing as a dragon soaring and a phoenix dancing,and General Wang, who has weapons as sharp as the famous swords “PurpleLightning” and “Blue Frost” in his armory. I, an ignorant boy, have the goodfortune to take part in this grand banquet on my journey to visit my father,who is a magistrate of a county.
It is September, the third month of autumn. The puddles on theground have dried up, and the water in the pond is cool and translucent. Atdusk the rays of the setting sun, condensed in the evening haze, turn themountains purple. In the stately carriages drawn by the horses we make our wayahead, visiting the attractive scenic spot in the mountains. Soon we arrive atthe river bank, where the King Teng’s Tower beckons, then we ascend the towerwhere the fairy once dwelled (12). Ranges upon ranges of green mountain rise ashigh as the sky. The red glow in the water is the reflection of the richlypainted tower that seems hovering in the air. From its heights no land isvisible. Circling around are the wild ducks on the sand-bars. Cassia-wood courtsand magnolia-wood halls rise and fall like mountain ranges. Pushing open thedoor carved with decorative patterns, I look down upon endless waves ofbrightly tinted roof tiles, each elaborately engraved with lovely etchings. Apanorama of mountains and plains stretches beneath me, and I am mesmerized bythe mighty scene of the winding rivers and big lakes. In the city there arehouses everywhere. There are families of great affluence, whose meals areserved with many cooking tripods of food and to the accompaniment of music.Massive ships and fierce war vessels are densely moored at the ports. On thesterns of many ships are carved designs of blue birds and brown dragons. Therain has just let up and the rainbow has vanished. The sunlight shoots throughthe rosy clouds, and the autumn water is merged with the boundless sky into onehue. The fishermen can be heard singing the evening songs, their voicesdrifting as far as the banks of the Poyang Lake. Even the wild geese feel thechill of dusk settling upon them, and they cry all the way while flyingsouthward, disappearing around the south bend of the Heng Mountain.
Looking afar and chanting, and then looking downward and singing, Ifeel a sudden rush of ecstasy soaring up in me. The music of the panpipe islike a gentle cool breeze. The soft singing lingers on; it is so soothing thateven the passing white clouds seem to come to a halt. The gathering here can becompared to the banquet in the bamboo garden hosted by Prince of Xiao of theLiang State (13), and many a guest is a greater drinker than Tao Yuanming (14).It is also like the feast at River Ye where Cao Zhi (15) composed the poem inpraise of the lotus flower. Present are many talented scholars who are asgifted as Xie lingyun of Linchuan (16). It is not an easy thing to have fourexcellent things all at once, that is, good weather, beautiful scenery, fullenjoyment and heartfelt happiness, and it is even more difficult to have agenerous host and honored guests. I look into the vast expanse of the sky andamuse myself to my heart’s content on this festive day. The sky is high and theland is boundless; I cannot but feel the immensity of the universe. Sadnessfollows happiness. I am aware that success and failure are predestined. I lookinto the distance, but Chang’an, the capital of the country, is far beyond thesetting sun in the west, and Wuhui (17) is unapproachable somewhere amid theclouds. At the farthest end of the south are the depths of the South Sea, andfar away in the north is the pillar that upholds the sky, but the Polestar isstill farther. Since the mountains and passes are hard to travel over, whowould sympathize with the disappointed ones? The people I meet here are allpolitically frustrated, drifting together like duckweeds. I pine for theEmperor but am not summoned. How long should I wait before I am called to thecourt again like Jia Yi (18)?
Alas! I am ill fated, and my life is full of frustrations. Feng tanggrew old quickly (19) and Li Guang had difficulty getting promoted (20). Jia Yiwas unjustly exiled to Changsha. Was it because there was no wise emperor onthe throne? Liang Hong had to seek refuge at the seaside (21). Was it becausethere was no good government in his time? Fortunately what supports one is thebelief that a man of noble character always contented with his lot. Old as oneis, he gains vigor with age and by no means wavers in his aspiration. Poor asone is, he is all the more determined in adversity and by no means gives up hisambition. One keeps his integrity even if he has drunk the water of the springof Avarice (22) and is cheerful even is he is confronted with misfortune.Though the North Sea is far away, one can still get there with the help of thestrong wind. Though the morning is gone, it is not too late to make up the lossin the evening. Meng Chang was noble and honest, but his devotion to thecountry was futile (23). Ruan Ji was unruly and untrammeled, but he burst outcrying when in dire straits (24). How can we learn from him?
I am an insignificant scholar of a low official position and am ofthe same age as Zhong Jun (25), but unlike him, I have no opportunity to servein the army. I will follow the example of Ban Chao (26), who threw aside thewriting brush to enlist in the armed services and I admire Zong Que (27) whomade up his mind to seek a military career by braving the wind and waves. I amdetermined not to accept the offer of a lifelong government position by wearinga hair dress and holding a tablet before the chest as court officials do.Rather, I will travel thousands of li to go home to wait on my parents, payingrespect to them morning and evening. As a son I am not as good as Xie Xuan (28)but in my early years I had the fortune to have men of virtue as my neighbors.In a few days I will be with my father and I will take care of him and receiveinstructions from him as did Kong Li (29). On this day I have the honor to beinvited by Governor Yan to this grand occasion. I am as blissful as if I hadleaped over the Dragon’s Gate (30). Since I do not have someone like Yang Yi torecommend me (31), I can only sigh with grief and caress this piece of writingwhich expresses my lofty aspiration. Now that I have met a bosom friend likeZhong Ziqi (32), why should I be ashamed of presenting this writing of mine?
Ah! A beautiful scenic spot is rarely seen, and a sumptuous banquetlike this one is even less likely to be held again. The grand gathering at theOrchid Pavilion (33) is an event in history and the famous Jinggu Garden (34)is now in ruins. I have the good fortune to attend this feast and I would liketo leave this farewell message at the time of paring. I count on all thegentlemen here to ascend the tower and contribute their writings. I humblycompose this short piece in all sincerity. Since every one of us is required towrite a poem, the following is what I write:
The lofty King Teng’s Tower Overlooks the River.
The jade pendants (35) tinkle, andthe carriage bells jingle.
The banquet’s over, the guests are leaving, andthe singing and the dancing have stopped.
In the morn the rosy clouds fromthe southern shore flit across the painted pillars.
In the eve the rain in the westernmountains are drawn in by the red curtains.
The lazy clouds are reflected inthe water and the days pass in leisure.
Things change and stars move; howmany years have passed since the building of the Tower?
Where is its builder, King Teng?
Only the River outside the railingflows to the east all by itself.