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1 可笑寒山道 寒山子 可笑寒山道，而无车马踪； 联溪难记曲，叠嶂不知重． 泣露千般草，吟风一样松； 此时迷径处，形问影何从？ Tr: Gary Snyder The path to Han-shans place is laughable, A path, but no sign of cart or horse. Converging gorges - hard to trace their twists Jumbled cliffs - unbelievably rugged. A thousand grasses bend with dew, A hill of pines hums in the wind. And now Ive lost the shortcut home, Body asking shadow, how do you keep up? 2 重岩我卜居 寒山子 重岩我卜居，鸟道绝人迹。 庭际何所有，白云抱幽石。 住兹凡几年，屡见春冬易。 寄语钟鼎家，虚名定无益。 Tr: Gary Snyder In a tangle of cliffs, I chose a place - Bird paths, but no trails for me. Whats beyond the yard? White clouds clinging to vague rocks. Now Ive lived here - how many years - Again and again, spring and winter pass. Go tell families with silverware and cars Whats the use of all that noise and money? 寄语钟鼎家 译做Go tell families with silverware and cars, 好象同原诗出入较大. 3 山中何太冷 寒山子 山中何太冷？自古非今年； 沓嶂恒凝雪，幽林每吐烟． 草生芒种后，叶落立秋前； 此有沈迷客，窥窥不见天． Tr: Gary Snyder In the mountains its cold. Always been cold, not just this year. Jagged scarps forever snowed in Woods in the dark ravines spitting mist. Grass is still sprouting at the end of June, Leaves begin to fall in early August. And here I am, high on mountains, Peering and peering, but I cant even see the sky. 4 驱马度荒城 寒山子 驱马度荒城，荒城动客情。 高低旧雉堞，大小古坟茔。 自振孤蓬影，长凝拱木声。 所嗟皆俗骨，仙史更无名。 Tr: Gary Snyder I spur my horse through the wrecked town, The wrecked town sinks my spirit. High, low, old parapet walls Big, small, the aging tombs. I waggle my shadow, all alone; Not even the crack of a shrinking coffin is heard. I pity all those ordinary bones, In the books of the Immortals they are nameless. 5. 欲得安身处 寒山子 欲得安身处，寒山可长保。微风吹幽松，近听声愈好。 下有斑白人，喃喃读黄老。十年归不得，忘却来时道。 Tr. Gary Snyder I wanted a good place to settle: Cold Mountain would be safe. Light wind in a hidden pine - Listen close - the sound gets better. Under it a gray haired man Mumbles along reading Huang and Lao. For ten years I havnt gone back home Ive even forgotten the way by which I came. 6. 人问寒山道 寒山子 人问寒山道，寒山路不通。 夏天冰未释，日出雾朦胧。 似我何由届，与君心不同。