《春江花月夜》- 古箏與童麗的故事

引導語：張若虛一生僅留下兩首詩的張若虛，也因這一首詩，“孤篇橫絕，竟為大家”，我們一起來學習其中的古箏與童麗的故事。

《春江花月夜》

作者：張若虛(唐朝)

春江潮水連海平，海上明月共潮生。

灩灩隨波千萬裏，何處春江無月明!

江流宛轉繞芳甸，月照花林皆似霰;

空裏流霜不覺飛，汀上白沙看不見。

江天一色無纖塵，皎皎空中孤月輪。

江畔何人初見月?江月何年初照人?

人生代代無窮已，江月年年只相似。

不知江月待何人，但見長江送流水。

白雲一片去悠悠，青楓浦上不勝愁。

誰家今夜扁舟子?何處相思明月樓?

可憐樓上月徘徊，應照離人粧鏡台。

玉户簾中卷不去，搗衣砧上拂還來。

此時相望不相聞，願逐月華流照君。

鴻雁長飛光不度，魚龍潛躍水成文。

昨夜閒潭夢落花，可憐春半不還家。

江水流春去欲盡，江潭落月復西斜。

斜月沉沉藏海霧，碣石瀟湘無限路。

不知乘月幾人歸，落月搖情滿江樹。

《春江花月夜》是唐代詩人張若虛的作品。此詩共三十六句，每四句一換韻，以富有生活氣息的清麗之筆，創造性地再現了江南春夜的景色，如同月光照耀下的萬里長江畫卷，同時寄寓着遊子思歸的離別相思之苦。詩篇意境空明，纏綿悱惻，洗淨了六朝宮體的濃脂膩粉，詞清語麗，韻調優美，膾炙人口，乃千古絕唱，素有“孤篇蓋全唐”之譽。

經典翻譯之作《春江花月夜》英文版

A Moonlit Night On The Spring River

In spring the river rises as high as the sea,

And with the river's rise the moon uprises bright.

She follows the rolling waves for ten thousand li,

And where the river flows, there overflows her light.

The river winds around the fragrant islet where

The blooming flowers in her light all look like snow.

You cannot tell her beams from hoar frost in the air,

Nor from white sand upon Farewell Beach below.

No dust has stained the water blending with the skies;

A lonely wheel like moon shines brilliant far and wide.

Who by the riverside first saw the moon arise?

When did the moon first see a man by riverside?

Ah, generations have come and pasted away;

From year to year the moons look alike, old and new.

We do not know tonight for whom she sheds her ray,

But hear the river say to its water adieu.

Away, away is sailing a single cloud white;

On Farewell Beach pine away maples green.

Where is the wanderer sailing his boat tonight?

Who, pining away, on the moonlit rails would learn?

Alas! The moon is lingering over the tower;

It should have seen the dressing table of the fair.

She rolls the curtain up and light comes in her bower;

She washes but can't wash away the moonbeams there.

She sees the moon, but her beloved is out of sight;

She'd follow it to shine on her beloved one's face.

But message-bearing swans can't fly out of moonlight,

Nor can letter-sending fish leap out of their place.

Last night he dreamed that falling flowers would not stay.

Alas! He can't go home, although half spring has gone.

The running water bearing spring will pass away;

The moon declining over the pool will sink anon.

The moon declining sinks into a heavy mist;

It's a long way between southern rivers and eastern seas.

How many can go home by moonlight who are missed?

The sinking moon sheds yearning o'er riverside trees.