李白古风第二辑（16—30首）——信达雅英译传世典藏集

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继第一辑之后，《古风》第二辑（16–30首）再展李白诗学的纵深格局。组诗以夏商周三代以来的“世道之治乱”为基本主题，反映出李白在诗学上并不是简单地附合当时推崇建安的流行风气，而是努力上溯风骚、尊复风雅，深化了初盛唐以来的复古诗学。这一辑既有“宝剑双蛟龙”的神物寓言，也有“俯视洛阳川”的家国悲悯；既见“世道日交丧”的忧愤批判，亦存“愿托华池边”的高洁寄托。十五首诗横跨游仙、咏史、感时、言志诸域，堪称太白精神图谱的核心篇章。英译以信达雅、功能对等、以诗译诗为准绳，力求精准再现原作的意象张力与韵律之美，让李白笔下的剑气、仙踪与人间烟火，同时抵达中文读者与英语世界的诗心深处。

其十六

宝剑双蛟龙，雪花照芙蓉。

精光射天地，雷腾不可冲。

一去别金匣，飞沉失相从。

风胡灭已久，所以潜其锋。

吴水深万丈，楚山邈千重。

雌雄终不隔，神物会当逢。

Old Airs, Poem No.16

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Twin swords like dragons forged in ancient fire—

Their frosty sheen like lotus blooms unfurled.

Their radiance shoots through heaven's vault entire,

Like thunder surging, none can check the world.

Once from their gilded scabbards they are torn,

One soars, one sinks—each loses its sworn mate.

Feng Hu, the master-smith, long since was borne

To dust; they hide their edge, abiding fate.

Wu's waters plunge ten thousand fathoms deep;

Chu's thousand peaks like jagged jade aspire.

Yet male and female blades their union keep—

These sacred relics shall meet again in fire.

其十七

金华牧羊儿，乃是紫烟客。

我愿从之游，未去发已白。

不知繁华子，扰扰何所迫。

昆山采琼蕊，可以炼精魄。

Old Airs, Poem No.17

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

The shepherd boy on Jinhua's misty crest—

He is the one who roams in purple haze.

I long to follow him, to be his guest,

Yet ere I go, my hair has turned to greys.

I marvel at those sons of vain delight—

What urgent spur drives them to restless fret?

Go gather jade-blooms on Kunlun's height,

To temper spirit, make your soul forget.

其十八

天津三月时，千门桃与李。

朝为断肠花，暮逐东流水。

前水复后水，古今相续流。

新人非旧人，年年桥上游。

鸡鸣海色动，谒帝罗公侯。

月落西上阳，余辉半城楼。

衣冠照云日，朝下散皇州。

鞍马如飞龙，黄金络马头。

行人皆辟易，志气横嵩丘。

入门上高堂，列鼎错珍羞。

香风引赵舞，清管随齐讴。

七十紫鸳鸯，双双戏庭幽。

行乐争昼夜，自言度千秋。

功成身不退，自古多愆尤。

黄犬空叹息，绿珠成衅雠。

何如鸱夷子，散发棹扁舟。

Old Airs, Poem No.18

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

When third-month breezes sweep Tianjin's long shore,

Peach and plum blossom by each gate and door.

At dawn—heart-stirring blooms that grace the sight;

At dusk—they drift with eastward water's flight.

Wave follows wave in endless current rolled,

Flowing through ages—new, yet ages old.

New comers tread where former footsteps trod,

Year after year upon the bridge's broad sod.

Cocks crow, dawn breaks above the ocean's pall;

Lords throng the court, before the emperor fall.

The moon sinks low to Shangyang's western height,

Its lingering gleam half gilds the towers bright.

Robes and caps shine beneath the sun and cloud;

Court over, they disperse through capital proud.

Steeds surge like flying dragons, fierce and bold,

Their golden reins, their frontlets wrought in gold.

Wayfarers shrink, give way before their pride;

Their arrogance o'ertops Mount Song's steep side.

They enter lofty halls, ascend the dais fair—

Cauldrons steam with rare viands, rich and rare.

Fragrant airs stir the Zhao maidens' dance;

Clear flutes accompany the Qi ballad's trance.

Seventy pairs of purple mandarins play,

In twofold joy throughout the courts all day.

They chase delight from dawn to midnight's gleam,

Boasting their joy shall last a thousand-year dream.

But who, in success, refuses to withdraw?

Since ancient times, transgression follows law.

The hound's vain sigh—Li Si's lamented cry;

The pearl-bought beauty—Lü Zhu's fateful tie.

Far better be like Fan Li, hermit wise,

With loosened locks, a skiff that drifts and flies.

其十九

西上莲花山，迢迢见明星。

素手把芙蓉，虚步蹑太清。

霓裳曳广带，飘拂升天行。

邀我登云台，高揖卫叔卿。

恍恍与之去，驾鸿凌紫冥。

俯视洛阳川，茫茫走胡兵。

流血涂野草，豺狼尽冠缨。

Old Airs, Poem No.19

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Westward I climb the Lotus Peak's steep way;

Afar I see the Star-Maid in the sky.

Her jade-white hands hold lotus blooms at play;

On airy feet she treads the heavens high.

Rainbow robes trail in wide and flowing bands,

Fluttering as she soars through celestial strands.

She bids me mount the Cloud Terrace with her,

To greet Wei Shuqing with a reverent air.

Dazed, I would follow on the swan's broad wing,

To ride across the purple heavenly ring.

Below, I gaze on Luoyang's river plain—

Barbarian hordes sweep wide across the terrain.

Blood stains the wild grass in a crimson flood,

And jackal chiefs wear cap and robe of blood.

其二十

昔我游齐都，登华不注峰。

兹山何峻秀，绿翠如芙蓉。

萧飒古仙人，了知是赤松。

借予一白鹿，自挟两青龙。

含笑凌倒景，欣然愿相从。

泣与亲友别，欲语再三咽。

勖君青松心，努力保霜雪。

世路多险艰，白日欺红颜。

分手各千里，去去何时还。

在世复几时，倏如飘风度。

空闻紫金经，白首愁相误。

抚己忽自笑，沉吟为谁故。

名利徒煎熬，安得闲余步。

终留赤玉舄，东上蓬莱路。

秦帝如我求，苍苍但烟雾。

Old Airs, Poem No.20

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Once I roamed through Qi's ancient capital,

And scaled Huabuzhu's peak so magical.

How steep, how fair that towering crest ascends!

Its jade-green sheen like lotus blooms extends.

A wind-swept ancient sage with looks sublime—

I knew at once—'twas Red Pine's immortal prime.

He lent to me a white stag, swift in flight;

Two azure dragons followed at his side's light.

Smiling, he rode beyond the sun's inverted ray—

Gladly I longed to follow him away.

In tears I take my leave of kin and friend;

Words choke in my throat, my voice can scarce ascend.

I charge you—keep the pine's unyielding soul,

Stand firm, endure the frost and snow's control.

The world's road teems with perils and with fears;

Bright daylight steals the bloom of youthful years.

We part, each borne a thousand miles apart;

When shall we meet again, with joyful heart?

How brief our sojourn in this mortal sphere—

Swift as a gust that vanishes anear.

In vain I know the Golden ure's art;

Grey-haired, I fear its promise may depart.

I pause, reflect, and suddenly break in mirth—

For whom have I been musing on this earth?

Fame and profit only torment breed—

When shall my steps find peace and rest indeed?

I leave my red-jade slippers on the shore,

And eastward seek Penglai's immortal door.

If Qin's old emperor should my track pursue,

Let him find only grey mist and the dew.

其二十一

郢客吟白雪，遗响飞青天。

徒劳歌此曲，举世谁为传。

试为巴人唱，和者乃数千。

吞声何足道，叹息空凄然。

Old Airs, Poem No.21

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

A bard of Ying intones the Snow-white strain,

Whose echoes soar to heaven’s azure plain.

Yet all his toil is vain—who can convey

That lofty tune to ears of men today?

But let him chant the rustic songs of Ba,

Then thousands echo back in loud hurrah.

My stifled grief—why should I give it tongue?

I sigh alone, with bitter sorrow wrung.

其二十二

秦水别陇首，幽咽多悲声。

胡马顾朔雪，躞蹀长嘶鸣。

感物动我心，缅然含归情。

昔视秋蛾飞，今见春蚕生。

袅袅桑柘叶，萋萋柳垂荣。

急节谢流水，羁心摇悬旌。

挥涕且复去，恻怆何时平。

Old Airs, Poem No.22

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Qin’s stream leaves Longshou with a mournful moan,

Its sobbing currents spread a saddening tone.

The Tartar steed looks back at northern snows,

Pacing and neighing long—his longing shows.

These sights awake deep feelings in my breast,

And homeward thoughts within my bosom rest.

Once I beheld the autumn moths in flight;

Now spring silkworms are born to greet the light.

The mulberry leaves in soft breezes sway,

The willows droop with verdure fresh and gay.

Swift seasons pass like waters rushing by;

My roving heart sways like a flag on high.

I wipe my tears and onward must I go—

When shall this grief subside and cease to grow?

其二十三

秋露白如玉，团团下庭绿。

我行忽见之，寒早悲岁促。

人生鸟过目，胡乃自结束。

景公一何愚，牛山泪相续。

物苦不知足，得陇又望蜀。

人心若波澜，世路有屈曲。

三万六千日，夜夜当秉烛。

Old Airs, Poem No.23

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Autumn dew glimmers white as polished jade,

And spangles all the courtyard’s green arcade.

I pass and see it—chill forebodes the year

Is hastening to its close, and winter near.

Man’s life flits past like birds that cross the eye—

Why bind yourself with cares that multiply?

Duke Jing was blind—on Ox Hill how he wept,

For death that comes though all his power he kept.

Mankind is ever greedy, never done:

Gain Long, then Shu—still covet more than one.

The human heart like raging billows rolls;

The world’s path winds through countless crooked shoals.

Thirty-six thousand days our life contains—

Then hold a candle every night that wanes!

其二十四

大车扬飞尘，亭午暗阡陌。

中贵多黄金，连云开甲宅。

路逢斗鸡者，冠盖何辉赫。

鼻息干虹霓，行人皆怵惕。

世无洗耳翁，谁知尧与跖。

Old Airs, Poem No.24

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Great carts roll on and raise a cloud of dust;

At noon the sun is dimmed on every trust.

The court eunuchs amass their gold in piles,

Their mansions tower high in linked miles.

I meet the cockfight lords in gaudy pride—

Their caps and canopies shine far and wide.

Their arrogant breath outvies the rainbow’s height;

Pedestrians shrink back in sudden fright.

No hermit now who washed his ears from stain—

Who can tell sage from robber, false from plain?

其二十五

世道日交丧，浇风散淳源。

不采芳桂枝，反栖恶木根。

所以桃李树，吐花竟不言。

大运有兴没，群动争飞奔。

归来广成子，去入无穷门。

Old Airs, Poem No.25

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

The world’s true way decays with every day;

The simple springs of virtue wash away.

Men spurn the fragrant cassia’s noble stem,

And nest beneath the rotten tree’s foul hem.

So peach and plum in silence put forth flowers,

Unboastful, through the unheeded hours.

The cosmic tide doth ebb and surge in turn;

All creatures rush and strive, and cease not to yearn.

Return, Immortal Guangcheng, from thy state—

Pass through the Gate of Boundlessness, and wait!

其二十六

碧荷生幽泉，朝日艳且鲜。

秋花冒绿水，密叶罗青烟。

秀色空绝世，馨香竟谁传。

坐看飞霜满，凋此红芳年。

结根未得所，愿托华池边。

Old Airs, Poem No.26

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Green lotus springs from hidden fountain’s bed,

Brightened by morning sun—all fresh and red.

Autumn blooms float above the emerald tide,

With misty veils through leafy fronds that glide.

Peerless its grace, unrivaled and alone—

To whom shall its pure fragrance be made known?

I watch the hoar-frost fall from heaven’s height,

And fade these crimson petals out of sight.

Its roots find no fit soil where they may rest—

It longs to dwell by some fair pond’s blest crest.

其二十七

燕赵有秀色，绮楼青云端。

眉目艳皎月，一笑倾城欢。

常恐碧草晚，坐泣秋风寒。

纤手怨玉琴，清晨起长叹。

焉得偶君子，共乘双飞鸾。

Old Airs, Poem No.27

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Fair maids from Yan and Zhao in towers high,

Their silken bower piercing the pale sky.

Their brows and eyes outshine the moon’s mild glow;

One smile can stir a whole great town below.

They fear the green grass withers, time steals fast,

And weep amid cold autumn’s bitter blast.

Slender fingers pluck the jade-stringed lute,

At dawn they sigh, their tender sorrows mute.

O to obtain a noble-hearted mate,

And ride paired phoenixes through heaven’s gate!

其二十八

容颜若飞电，时景如飘风。

草绿霜已白，日西月复东。

华鬓不耐秋，飒然成衰蓬。

古来贤圣人，一一谁成功。

君子变猿鹤，小人为沙虫。

不及广成子，乘云驾轻鸿。

Old Airs, Poem No.28

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Beauty flashes like the lightning’s glare;

Time drifts like wind that hurries through the air.

Grass turns green, then frost turns white the ground;

Sun sinks in the west, the moon comes round.

Dark locks cannot endure autumn’s breath—

Soon they wither like thistles parched to death.

Sages and worthies of the ages gone—

Which one has ever won the deathless crown?

The noble change to apes and cranes of wood;

The base dissolve to sand where waters stood.

None equals Guangcheng, who rides cloud on high,

Mounting the light swan through the boundless sky.

其二十九

三季分战国，七雄成乱麻。

王风何怨怒，世道终纷拏。

至人洞玄象，高举凌紫霞。

仲尼欲浮海，吾祖之流沙。

圣贤共沦没，临歧胡咄嗟。

Old Airs, Poem No.29

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

Three dynasties split into warring states;

Seven powers tangled like a knotted skein.

The royal grace turned to resentful hates,

And all the world was drowned in strife and pain.

The illumined ones perceived the cosmic law,

And soared aloft above the purple haze.

Confucius wished to sail across the shore;

My Laozi wandered through the desert ways.

Both saint and sage are swallowed by the past—

Why sigh and hesitate where roads diverge at last?

其三十

玄风变太古，道丧无时还。

扰扰季叶人，鸡鸣趋四关。

但识金马门，谁知蓬莱山。

白首死罗绮，笑歌无时闲。

绿酒哂丹液，青娥凋素颜。

大儒挥金椎，琢之诗礼间。

苍苍三株树，冥目焉能攀。

Old Airs, Poem No.30

By Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)

Translated by Wang Yongli

The primal mystic air has passed away;

The Dao is lost, nor shall return today.

Late-born mortals bustle, run and strain;

At cockcrow rush toward the passes’ chain.

They know but Golden Gate’s official door—

Who seeks Penglai’s immortal shore?

Grey-haired they die amid the silken screen,

Singing and feasting, with no pause between.

They mock the elixir with their wine-cup’s cheer;

Young maids fade, their rosy cheeks grow sere.

Great scholars wield their gilded hammer’s stroke,

Chiselling vain rules from Odes and Rites they poke.

Three sacred trees stand dim in misty haze—

How can blind eyes ascend their topmost sprays?

这组诗在艺术上，诗人既运用写实手法，又进行想象夸张，有时还把抒写理想愿望和描写苦难现实结合在一首诗里。各首诗相对独立，但在主题、立意、风格及诗学渊源上又表现出整体性的特征。从“神物会当逢”的信念，到“苍苍三株树”的遥望，第二辑十五首浓缩了李白对天道、世道与人道的全部叩问。这些诗篇既是盛唐气象的个人回声，也是人类共通情感的永恒书写。此英译遵循信达雅、功能对等、以诗译诗，让这份跨越千年的精神遗产，正以另一种语言获得新生，其文化的价值，在异语境传递中正在努力减少“文化折扣”，将焕发新的光芒。

来源：北京号

作者: 笔力王永利

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