杜甫: 春望/ du fu: a spring view

春望

杜甫

国破山河在， 城春草木深。

感时花溅泪， 恨别鸟惊心。

烽火连三月， 家书抵万金。

白头搔更短， 浑欲不胜簪。

　

a spring view

du fu

though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure;

and spring comes green again to trees and grasses

where petals have been shed like tears

and lonely birds have sung their grief.

...after the war-fires of three months,

one message from home is worth a ton of gold.

...i stroke my white hair. it has grown too thin

to hold the hairpins any more.