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《江城子?记梦》 苏轼乙卯正月二十日夜记梦十年生死两茫茫。 不思量， 自难忘。 千里孤坟， 无处话凄凉。 纵使相逢应不识， 尘满面， 鬓如霜。 ?夜来幽梦忽还乡。 小轩窗， 正梳妆。 相顾无言， 惟有泪千行。 料得年年断肠处， 明月夜， 短松冈。 杨宪益的版本：　　　　Jiang Cheng Zi　　　　Su Shi　　　　Recording my dream on the night of the twentieth of the first month of the year Yimao.　　　　Ten years parted, one living, one dead;　　Not thinking　　Yet never forgetting;　　A thousand Li from her lonely grave　　I have nowhere to tell my grief;　　Yet should we meet again she would hardly know　　This ravaged face,　　These temples tinged with gray.　　　　At night in a dream I am suddenly home again:　　By my small study window　　She sits at her dressing-table;　　We look at each other and find no words.　　But hte tears course down our cheeks.　　Year after year heart-broken I fancy her　　On moonlit nights　　By the hill covered with young pines. 许渊冲 译　　　　Tune: A Riverside Town　　　　For ten long years the living of the dead knows nought.　　 Though to my mind not brought,　　 Could the dead be forgot?　　Her lonely grave is far, a thousand miles away.　　 To whom can I my grief convey?　　Revived, e‘en if she be, oh, could she still know me?　　 My face is worn with care　　 And frosted is my hair.　　　　Last night I dreamed of coming to our native place;　　 She‘s making up her face　　 Before her mirror with grace.　　　　　　 Each saw the other hushed,　　 But from our eyes tears gushed.　　When I am woken, oh, I konw I‘ll be heart-broken　　 Each night when the moon shines　　 O‘er her grave clad with pines. To the Tune of Jiang-cheng Zi　　1.　　For ten years of parting 　　Thou dead, I’m still living.　　So rarely of thee I think　　But memories ever link.　　　　Thou art buried lonely and afar,　　Knowin’ not of my heart’s scar.　　If we’d meet thou would not know　　Me face dusted and hairs like snow.　　　　2.　　When night fell I dreamed,　　That home again I seemed.　　By the window thou were beheld　　With a lovely comb nicely held.　　　　We looked at each other speechless,　　Only tears streaming down ceaseless.　　Every year m