苏轼《赤壁赋》(中英文互译).docVIP

( 1082 ) First Visit to the Red Cliff 41—??Ffi?n ?na . In the autumn of the year Renxur at the time of the full moon in the seventh month, I went by boat with some friends to the Red Cliff. There was a fresh, gentle breeze, but the water was unruffled. I raised my winecup to drink to my friends, and we chanted the poem on the bright moon, singing the stanza about the fair maid. Soon the moon rose above the eastern mountain, hovering between the Dipper and the Cowherd. The river stretched white, sparkling as if with dew, its glimmering water merging with the sky. We let our craft drift over the boundless expanse of water, feeling as free as if we were riding the wind bound for some unknown destination, as light as if we had left the human world and become winged immortals. Drinking, we became very merry; and we sang a songr beating time on the side of the boat. This was the song: Our rudder and oars, redolent of cassia and orchids; Strike the moons reflection, cleaving the glimmering water; But my heart is far away, Longing for my dear one under a different sky. One friend, who was a good flutist, played an accompaniment to this song, The notes rang out nostalgic, mournful and plaintiver trailing on and on like a thread of gossamer, arousing the serpents lurking in dark caverns, drawing tears from a widow in her lonely boat. Sad at heartt I sat up straight to ask my friend why the music was so mournful, He replied, Didnt Cao Cao describe a scene like this in his poem: The moon is bright, the stars are scattered, the crows fly south...? And isnt this the place where he was defeated by Zhou Yu? See how the mountains and streams intertwine, and how darkly Imposing they are with Xiakou to the west and Wuchang to the east. When Cao Cao took Jingzhou by storm and conquered Jiangling? then advanced eastward along the river, his battleships stretched for a thousand li, his armies pennons and banners filled the sky. When he offered a libation of wine on the river and lance i