董娇饶
宋子侯
洛阳城东路，桃李生路旁。
花花自相对，叶叶自相当。
春风东北起，花叶正低昂。
不知谁家子，提笼行采桑。
纤手折其枝，花落何飘扬。
请谢彼姝子，何为见损伤。
高秋八九月，白露变为霜。
终年会飘堕，安得久馨香。
秋时自零落，春月复芬芳。
何如盛年去，欢爱永相忘。
吾欲竟此曲，此曲愁人肠。
归来酌美酒，挟瑟上高堂。
Dong Jiaorao
Song Zihou
East of Luoyang the capital,
Plum and peach on roadsides grew.
One blossom faced another;
Leaves greeted each other.
A vernal breeze rose from the northeast.
Blossoms and leaves their heads tossed.
Whose daughter was this girl?
She was to pick mulberry leaves with a basket in hand.
Her slender hands broke the branches;
Blossom petals fluttering down to the ground.
“Pray say, pretty girl, why do you hurt me so?”
“In high autumn of the eighth and ninth moon,
Hoary dews have turned into sleets.
You will in the end fall.
How can you long keep the fragrant smell?”
“In Autumn I do fade and fall,
In Spring fragrance comes back to all.
How can the prime of life exist forever?
How should love be forgotten for long?”
I want to end this tune
For it makes one sigh and moan.
Back home I fill high the glass;
With lyres I go to the upper house.
（李正栓 译）
