赤壁赋
苏轼 〔宋代〕
壬戌之秋，七月既望，苏子与客泛舟游于赤壁之下。清风徐来，水波不兴。举酒属客，诵明月之诗，歌窈窕之章。少焉，月出于东山之上，徘徊于斗牛之间。白露横江，水光接天。纵一苇之所如，凌万顷之茫然。浩浩乎如冯虚御风，而不知其所止；飘飘乎如遗世独立，羽化而登仙。(冯 通：凭)
于是饮酒乐甚，扣舷而歌之。歌曰：“桂棹兮兰桨，击空明兮溯流光。渺渺兮予怀，望美人兮天一方。”客有吹洞箫者，倚歌而和之。其声呜呜然，如怨如慕，如泣如诉；余音袅袅，不绝如缕。舞幽壑之潜蛟，泣孤舟之嫠妇。
苏子愀然，正襟危坐而问客曰：“何为其然也？”客曰：“‘月明星稀，乌鹊南飞。’此非曹孟德之诗乎？西望夏口，东望武昌，山川相缪，郁乎苍苍，此非孟德之困于周郎者乎？方其破荆州，下江陵，顺流而东也，舳舻千里，旌旗蔽空，酾酒临江，横槊赋诗，固一世之雄也，而今安在哉？况吾与子渔樵于江渚之上，侣鱼虾而友麋鹿，驾一叶之扁舟，举匏樽以相属。寄蜉蝣于天地，渺沧海之一粟。哀吾生之须臾，羡长江之无穷。挟飞仙以遨游，抱明月而长终。知不可乎骤得，托遗响于悲风。”
苏子曰：“客亦知夫水与月乎？逝者如斯，而未尝往也；盈虚者如彼，而卒莫消长也。盖将自其变者而观之，则天地曾不能以一瞬；自其不变者而观之，则物与我皆无尽也，而又何羡乎！且夫天地之间，物各有主，苟非吾之所有，虽一毫而莫取。惟江上之清风，与山间之明月，耳得之而为声，目遇之而成色，取之无禁，用之不竭。是造物者之无尽藏也，而吾与子之所共适。”(共适 一作：共食)
客喜而笑，洗盏更酌。肴核既尽，杯盘狼籍。相与枕藉乎舟中，不知东方之既白。
Simple Translation
In the autumn of Renxu, on July 16th, I went boating with my friends under the Red Cliff. The breeze blew in gusts, but the water couldn’t rise. Raise your glass to persuade your partner to drink, and recite the chapter “Get Lean” in “The Bright Moon”. After a while, the bright moon rose from behind the Dongshan Mountain and moved back and forth between Dousu and Niusu. The vast expanse of water vapor traverses the river, and the water light connects the sky. Indulge in a small boat floating like a reed leaf, crossing the vast expanse of the river. The vast and vast expanse of water seems to travel high in the wind, without knowing where to stop. It seems to float and shake as if it is about to leave the world and fly up, turning into a fairy and entering a fairyland.
At this moment, he drank and was very happy, singing to the beat. The song reads, “The laurel wood boat paddles, the fragrant orchid boat paddles, beating the clear waves under the moonlight, rising against the current on the moonlit water surface. My thoughts are distant and vast, overlooking the beauty (monarch), but on the other side of the sky.” There are guests who can play the Dongxiao, accompanied by the rhythm of the song, and the sound of the Dongxiao sobs and sobs: it is like sorrow, like yearning, both like sobbing and like pouring, and the lingering sound reverberates on the river, like a continuous filament. It can make dragons in deep valleys dance for them, and it can make widows on lonely boats weep for them.
“My expression also turned sad, and I straightened my clothes and sat upright,”, “Why is Xiao Sheng so sad?” the guest replied “Isn’t this the poem of Cao Gongmengde? From here, you can see Xiakou from the west and Wuchang from the east. The mountains and rivers are continuous, and within sight, it is a lush and green place. Isn’t this exactly the place where Cao Mengde was besieged by Zhou Yu? When he captured Jingzhou and captured Jiangling, he sailed eastward along the Yangtze River. The warships under his command stretched for thousands of miles from end to end, with flags covering the sky and facing the river Wine, wielding a spear and chanting poetry, was originally a hero in the world, but where is it now? Besides, I am fishing and cutting firewood with you on a small island in the river, using fish and shrimp as partners and elk as friends. We are driving this small boat on the river, raising glasses and toasting each other, like mayflies in the vast world, as small as a grain of corn in the sea. Alas, lamenting that our life is only a brief moment, we cannot help admiring the endless Yangtze River. I want to travel around with the immortal hand in hand, embrace the bright moon and live forever in the world. “Knowing that these ideas cannot be realized in one fell swoop, I have to transform my regret into Xiao Yin and trust it in the desolate autumn wind.”
I asked: “Do you also know this water and the moon? Time passes like this water, but it doesn’t really pass away; time passes like this month, and after all, it doesn’t increase or decrease. It can be seen from the volatile side of things that everything in heaven and earth is constantly changing, even in the blink of an eye; and from the unchanging side of things, everything is eternal to us, so what is there to envy? Moreover, between heaven and earth, everything has its own master Slayers, if not what they should have, cannot seek even a penny. Only the gentle breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains become sounds upon hearing them, and when they enter our eyes, they draw their shapes and colors. There will be no one to prohibit them, nor will there be any anxiety to feel them. “This is an inexhaustible treasure bestowed by nature, which you and I can enjoy together.”
The guest smiled happily, washed his glass and drank again. The dishes and fruits have all been eaten, and the cups and plates are in a mess. Everyone slept on the ship, pillowing each other, unaware that the white dawn had already emerged in the east.
译文（原文）
壬戌年秋天，七月十六日，我与友人在赤壁下泛舟游玩。清风阵阵拂来，水面波澜不起。举起酒杯向同伴劝酒，吟诵《明月》中“窈窕”这一章。不一会儿，明月从东山后升起，在斗宿与牛宿之间来回移动。白茫茫的水汽横贯江面，水光连着天际。放纵一片苇叶似的小船随意漂浮，越过浩瀚无垠的茫茫江面。浩浩淼淼好像乘风凌空而行，并不知道到哪里才会停栖，飘飘摇摇好像要离开尘世飘飞而起，羽化成仙进入仙境。
在这时喝酒喝得非常高兴，打着节拍唱起歌来。歌中唱到：“桂木船棹啊香兰船桨，击打着月光下的清波，在泛着月光的水面逆流而上。我的情思啊悠远茫茫，眺望美人（君主）啊，却在天的另一方。”有会吹洞箫的客人，配着节奏为歌声伴和，洞箫的声音呜呜咽咽：有如哀怨有如思慕，既像啜泣也像倾诉，余音在江上回荡，像细丝一样连续不断。能使深谷中的蛟龙为之起舞，能使孤舟上的寡妇为之饮泣。
我的神色也愁惨起来，整好衣襟坐端正，向客人问道：“箫声为什么这样哀怨呢？”客人回答：“‘月明星稀，乌鹊南飞’，这不是曹公孟德的诗么？这里向西可以望到夏口，向东可以望到武昌，山河接壤连绵不绝，目力所及，一片郁郁苍苍。这不正是曹孟德被周瑜所围困的地方么？当初他攻陷荆州，夺得江陵，沿长江顺流东下，麾下的战船首尾相连延绵千里，旗子将天空全都蔽住，面对大江斟酒，横执长矛吟诗，本来是当世的一位英雄人物，然而现在又在哪里呢？何况我与你在江中的小洲打渔砍柴，以鱼虾为侣，以麋鹿为友，在江上驾着这一叶小舟，举起杯盏相互敬酒，如同蜉蝣置身于广阔的天地中，像沧海中的一粒粟米那样渺小。唉，哀叹我们的一生只是短暂的片刻，不由羡慕长江的没有穷尽。想要携同仙人携手遨游各地，与明月相拥而永存世间。知道上面这些想法不能一下子实现，只得将憾恨化为箫音，托寄在悲凉的秋风中罢了。”
我问道：“你可也知道这水与月？时间流逝就像这水，其实并没有真正逝去；时圆时缺的就像这月，终究没有增减。可见，从事物易变的一面看来，天地间万事万物时刻在变动，连一眨眼的工夫都不停止；而从事物不变的一面看来，万物同我们来说都是永恒的，又有什么可羡慕的呢？何况天地之间，万物各有主宰者，若不是自己应该拥有的，即使一分一毫也不能求取。只有江上的清风，以及山间的明月，听到便成了声音，进入眼帘便绘出形色，取得这些不会有人禁止，感受这些也不会有竭尽的忧虑。这是大自然恩赐的没有穷尽的宝藏，我和你可以共同享受。”
客人高兴地笑了，洗净酒杯重新饮酒。菜肴果品都已吃完，杯子盘子杂乱一片。大家互相枕着垫着睡在船上，不知不觉东方已经露出白色的曙光。
