柳永· 雨霖铃
寒蝉凄切。对长亭晚，骤雨初歇。 都门帐饮无绪，留恋处、兰舟催发。 方执手相看泪眼，竟无语凝噎。 念去去、千里烟波，暮霭沉沉楚天阔。多情自古伤离别。更那堪、冷落清秋节。 今宵酒醒何处，杨柳岸、晓风残月。 此去经年，应是良辰好景虚设。 便纵有、千种风情，更与何人说。
雨霖铃（Bell Soaking In The Rain）
柳永（Liu Yong, The Song Dynasty, about in 984 - 1053）
寒蝉凄切，对长亭晚，骤雨初歇。
The cicadas cried desolate and hurried.
Facing the long pavilion is already evening, a heavy rain has just stopped.
都门帐饮无绪，留恋处，兰舟催发。
Give a farewell dinner outside the city, but have no mood.
When I was reluctant to part, the boat had urged the departure.
执手相看泪眼，竟无语凝噎。
Holding your hand with tears in my eyes, I can't say anything choked up.
念去去，千里烟波，暮霭沉沉楚天阔。
Think of this, thousands of miles away from the smoke.
The evening clouds covered the sky, deep and wide in the distance.
多情自古伤离别。更哪堪，冷落清秋节！
Sentimental people since ancient times, is sad for parting.
What's more, in this cold and desolate late autumn season!
今宵酒醒何处，杨柳岸，晓风残月。
If only you knew where I was when I woke up tonight.
The willows of the river, the sad morning wind, and the dawn of the moon.
此去经年，应是良辰，好景虚设。
This has been a long time apart.
Should be met with good weather, good scenery is a virtual illusion.
便纵有，千种风情，更与何人说。
Even if there are thousands of deep feelings in my heart.
I don't know who to talk to about these things.
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