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虞美人
蒋捷
少年听雨歌楼上，红蜡昏罗帐。
壮年听雨客舟中，江阔云低，断雁叫西风。
而今听雨僧寮下，鬓已萧萧也。
悲欢离合总无情，一任阶前，点滴到天明。
As a young man， listening to girlds singing in a tower, I heard the sound of the rain，While the red candle burned dim in the damp air.
In middle age， traveling by boat on a river,I listened to the rain，falling，falling；The river was wide and clouds drited above／I heard the solitary cry of a teal borne on the west wind．
And now in a cloister cell I hear the rain again，My hair is grey
and sparse；Sadness and happiness，separation and reunion,seem all one.They move me no more.Let the rain drop all night on the deserted pavement.Till the day dawns．
翻译（李约瑟）
