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1、静夜思 李白床前明月光 , 疑是地上霜 .举头望明月 , 低头思故乡 .1) .In the Still of the NightI descry bright moonlight in front of my bed.I suspect it to be hoary frost on the floor.I watch the bright moon, as I tilt back my head.I yearn, while stooping, for my homeland more.( 徐忠杰 )2) .A Tranquil NightAbed, I see a silver ligh
2、t,I wonder if it's frost aground.Looking up, I find the moon bright;Bowing, in homesickness I'm drowned.（ 许渊冲译 ）3) .In the Quiet NightSo bright a gleam on the foot of my bed-Could there have been a frost already?Lifting my head to look, I found that it was moonlight.Sinking back again, I tho
3、ught suddenly of home.(Tr. Witter Bynner)4) . Night ThoughtsI wake, and moonbeams play around my bed, Glittering like hoar-frost to my wandering eyes; Up towards the glorious moon I raise my head, Then lay me down-and thoughts of home arise. ( Tr. Herbert A. Giles)5) . On a Quiet NightI saw the moon
4、light before my couch,And wondered if it were not the frost on the ground.I raised my head and looked out on the mountain noon,I bowed my head and though of my far-off home.(TR. S. Obata)6) . The Moon Shines EverywhereSeeing the moon before my couch so brightI thought hoar frost had fallen from the
5、night.On her clear face I gaze with lifted eyes:Then hide them full of Youth's sweet memories.(Tr. W.J.B. Fletcher)7) . Night ThoughtsIn front of my bed the moonlight is very bright.I wonder if that can be frost on the floor?I list up my head and look at the full noon, the dazzling moon.I drop m
6、y head, and think of the home of old days.(Tr. Amy Lowell)8) . Thoughts in a Tranquil NightAthwart the bedI watch the moonbeams cast a trailSo bright, so cold, so frail,That for a space it gleamsLike hoar-frost on the margin of my dreams.I raise my head, -The splendid moon I see:Then droop my head,And sink to dreams of thee -My father land , of thee!(Tr. L. Cranmer-Byng)9) . NostalgiaA splash of white on my bedroom floor. Hoarfrost?I raise my eyes to the moon, the same noon.As scenes long past come to mind, my eyes fall again on the splash of white, and my heart aches for home.