初中古诗词英语翻译欣赏(端午节的诗句古诗英文)

初中古诗词英语翻译欣赏

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中国古诗词艺术歌曲是中国古典文学和音乐的完美结合,是具有中国 文化 特色的艺术,充分表现出我国文化博大精深。下面是我带来的初中古诗词英语翻译欣赏，欢迎阅读!

初中古诗词英语翻译欣赏篇一

　春雪 韩愈

　Spring Snow

　新年都未有芳华，

　On vernal day no flowers were in bloom, alas!

　二月初惊见草芽。

　In second moon I?m glad to see the budding grass.

　白雪却嫌春色晚，

　But White snow dislikes the late coming vernal breeze,

　故穿庭树作飞花。

　In plays the parting flowers flying through the trees.

初中古诗词英语翻译欣赏篇二

　江南春 杜牧

　Spring on the Southern Rivershore

　千里莺啼绿映红，

　Orioles sing for miles amid red blooms and green trees;

　水村山郭酒旗风。

　By hills and rills wine shop streamers wave in the breeze.

　南朝四百八十寺，

　Four hundred eighty splendid temples still remain;

　多少楼台烟雨中。

　Of Southern Dynasties in the mist and rain.

初中古诗词英语翻译欣赏篇三

　相思 王维

　Love Seeds

　红豆生南国，

　The red beans grow in southern land.

　春来发几枝。

　How many load in spring the trees?

　愿君多采撷，

　Gather them till full is your hand;

　此物最相思。

　They would revive fond memories.

初中古诗词英语翻译欣赏篇四

　咏柳 贺知章

　The Willow

　碧玉妆成一树高，

　The slender beauty's dressed in emerald all about;

　万条垂下绿丝绦。

　A thousand branches droop like fringes made of jade.

　不知细叶谁裁出，

　But do you know by whom these slim leaves are cut out?

　二月春风似剪刀。

　The wind of early spring is sharp as scissor blade.

初中古诗词英语翻译欣赏篇五

　好事近 秦观

　Song of Good Event

　春路雨添花，

　The spring rain hastens roadside flowers to grow;

　花动一山春色。

　They undulate and fill mountains with spring.

　行到小溪深处，

　Deep, deep along the stream I go,

　有黄鹂千百。

　And hear hundreds of orioles sing.

　飞云当面化龙蛇，

　Flying cloud in face turns to dragon or snake.

　天矫转空碧。

　And swiftly melts in azure sky.

　醉卧古藤阴下，

　Lying drunk ?neath old vines, I can?t make

　了不知南北。

　Out if it?s north or south by and by.

端午节的诗句古诗英文

　诗歌本身包含的丰富社会生活内容和艺术内涵,诗歌语言的独特的美与和谐都使它们具有无穷的魅力,所以凡学习英语文学的人都会情不自禁要对英语诗歌倾注特别的热情和关注。我精心收集了关于优美的英文诗词，供大家欣赏学习!

关于优美的英文诗词篇1

　Mortal Limit

　by Robert Penn Warren

　I saw the hawk ride updraft in the sunset over Wyoming.

　It rose from coniferous darkness， past gray jags

　Of mercilessness， past whiteness， into the gloaming

　Of dream-spectral light above the lazy purity of snow-snags.

　There?west?were the Tetons. Snow-peaks would soon be

　In dark profile to break constellations. Beyond what height

　Hangs now the black speck? Beyond what range will gold eyes see

　New ranges rise to mark a last scrawl of light?

　Or， having tasted that atmosphere's thinness， does it

　Hang motionless in dying vision before

　It knows it will accept the mortal limit，

　And swing into the great circular downwardness that will restore

　The breath of earth? Of rock? Of rot? Of other such

　Items， and the darkness of whatever dream we clutch?

关于优美的英文诗词篇2

　Morning in the Burned House

　by Margaret Atwood

　In the burned house I am eating breakfast.

　You understand： there is no house， there is no breakfast，

　yet here I am.

　The spoon which was melted scrapes against

　the bowl which was melted also.

　No one else is around.

　Where have they gone to， brother and sister，

　mother and father? Off along the shore，

　perhaps. Their clothes are still on the hangers，

　their dishes piled beside the sink，

　which is beside the woodstove

　with its grate and sooty kettle，

　every detail clear，

　tin cup and rippled mirror.

　The day is bright and songless，

　the lake is blue， the forest watchful.

　In the east a bank of cloud

　rises up silently like dark bread.

　I can see the swirls in the oilcloth，

　I can see the flaws in the glass，

　those flares where the sun hits them.

　I can't see my own arms and legs

　or know if this is a trap or blessing，

　finding myself back here， where everything

　in this house has long been over，

　kettle and mirror， spoon and bowl，

　including my own body，

　including the body I had then，

　including the body I have now

　as I sit at this morning table， alone and happy，

　bare child's feet on the scorched floorboards

　(I can almost see)

　in my burning clothes， the thin green shorts

　and grubby yellow T-shirt

　holding my cindery， non-existent，

　radiant flesh. Incandescent.

关于优美的英文诗词篇3

　Mosquito

　by Myronn Hardy

　She visits me when the lights are out，

　when the sun is loving another part of the world.

　She passes through the net I sleep under like

　a cloud its holes are easily navigable.

　Her buzzing tells me that she doesn't want my legs arms cheeks or chest.

　No.

　She craves adventure wanting to travel through

　the dark canal the spiraling cave where earthquakes are wind.

　Her prize is in sight the gelatinous mass controlling this machine.

　How beautiful she thinks it is her needle mouth filling with water.

　Her children will know physics geometry will understand

　English Spanish perhaps Portuguese.

　They will be haunted their whole lives by trees guns and a boom that won't cease.

　She cries before drinking the fluid is salty-sweet.

　Oh if my mother had done this for me I would have lived

关于优美的英文诗词篇4

　Mostly Mick Jagger

　by Catie Rosemurgy

　1

　Thank god he stuck his tongue out.

　When I was twelve I was in danger

　of taking my body seriously.

　I thought the ache in my nipple was priceless.

　I thought I should stay very still

　and compare it to a button，

　a china saucer，

　a flash in a car side-mirror，

　so I could name the ache either big or little，

　then keep it forever. He blew no one a kiss，

　then turned into a maw.

　After I saw him， when a wish moved in my pants.

　I nurtured it. I stalked around my room

　kicking my feet up just like him， making

　a big deal of my lips. I was my own big boy.

　I wouldn't admit it then，

　but be definitely cocks his hip

　as if he is his own little girl.

　2

　People ask me?I make up interviews

　while I brush my teeth?"So， what do you remember best

　about your childhood?" I say

　mostly the drive toward Chicago.

　Feeling as if I'm being slowly pressed against the skyline.

　Hoping to break a window.

　Mostly quick handfuls of boys' skin.

　Summer twilights that took forever to get rid of.

　Mostly Mick Jagger.

　3

　How do I explain my hungry stare?

　My Friday night spent changing clothes?

　My love for travel? I rewind the way he says "now"

　with so much roof of the mouth.

　I rewind until I get a clear image of myself：

　I'm telling the joke he taught me

　about my body. My mouth is stretched open

　so I don't laugh. My hands are pretending

　to have just discovered my own face.

　My name is written out in metal studs

　across my little pink jumper.

　I've got a mirror and a good idea

　of the way I want my face to look.

　When I glance sideways my smile should twitch

　as if a funny picture of me is taped up

　inside the corner of my eye.

　A picture where my hair is combed over each shoulder，

　my breasts are well-supported， and my teeth barely show.

　A picture where I'm trying hard to say "beautiful."

　He always says "This is my skinny rib cage，

　my one， two chest hairs."

　That's all he ever says.

　Think of a bird with no feathers

　or think of a hundred lips bruising every inch of his skin.

　There are no pictures of him hoping

　he said the right thing

端午节，中华民族的传统节日之一，是端午节良好氛围的象征和体现。许多古诗词都描述了这个节日的美好形象，以下是几句端午节相关的古诗英文翻译。

1. 愿登高上山，为福祈年长。

May we climb mountains and seek blessings for longevity.

2. 昨夜西风凋碧树，独上高楼，望尽天涯路。

The west wind withers green trees last night, standing alone on the high tower to view the boundless road.

3. 天水泻不远，江山步更遥。

The waterfalls are not far away, but the journey to the mountains is long.

4. 道不坚，不成乘舟；德不备，不可守土。

Without a firm path, one cannot ride a boat; without sufficient virtue, one cannot protect land.

5. 竹外桃花三两枝，春江水暖鸭先知。

Beyond the bamboo grove, a few peach blossoms bloom; the duck knows that the spring river is warm.

6. 屈戌堡山，明月半墙，回头一笑南陵冢。

On the Qushu Fortress mountain, the bright moon rises above half of it on the wall while turning around with a smile at Nanling Tomb.

以上这几句古诗，记录着中国人对端午的向往和祝福，传承着人们的文化和情感。



端午节的诗句古诗英文

端午节，中华民族的传统节日之一，是端午节良好氛围的象征和体现。许多古诗词都描述了这个节日的美好形象，以下是几句端午节相关的古诗英文翻译。

1 愿登高上山，为福祈年长。

May we climb mountains and seek blessings for longevity

2 昨夜西风凋碧树，独上高楼，望尽天涯路。

The west wind withers green trees last night, standing alone on the high tower to view the boundless road

3 天水泻不远，江山步更遥。

The waterfalls are not far away, but the journey to the mountains is long

4 道不坚，不成乘舟；德不备，不可守土。

Without a firm path, one cannot ride a boat; without sufficient virtue, one cannot protect land

5 竹外桃花三两枝，春江水暖鸭先知。

Beyond the bamboo grove, a few peach blossoms bloom; the duck knows that the spring river is warm

6 屈戌堡山，明月半墙，回头一笑南陵冢。

On the Qushu Fortress mountain, the bright moon rises above half of it on the wall while turning around with a smile at Nanling Tomb

以上这几句古诗，记录着中国人对端午的向往和祝福，传承着人们的文化和情感。

求古诗词《陋室铭》英文翻译

陋室铭 - alphays English World唐 刘禹锡by Liu Yuxi

山不在高，有仙则名。 水不在深，有龙则灵。 斯是陋室，惟物德馨。

苔痕上阶绿，草色入帘青。 谈笑有鸿儒，往来无白丁。 可以调素琴，阅金经。

无丝竹之乱耳，无案牍之劳形。 南阳诸葛庐，西蜀子云亭。 孔子云：“何陋之有？”

An Epigraph in Praise of My Humble Home

A mountain needn't be high;

It is famous so long as there is a deity on it

A lake needn't be deep;

It has supernatural power so long as there is a dragon in it

My home is humble,

But it enjoys the fame of virtue so long as I am living in it

The moss creeping onto the doorsteps turns them green

The color of the grass reflected through the bamboo curtains turns the room blue

Erudite scholars come in good spirits to talk with me,

And among my guests there is no unlearned common man

In this humble room, I can enjoy playing my plainly decorated qin, or read the Buddhist Scriptures quietly,

Without the disturbance of the noisy that jar on the ears, or the solemn burden of reading official documents

My humble home is like the thatched hut of Zhuge Liang of Nanyang, or the Pavilion Ziyun of Xishu

Confucius once said: "How could we call a room humble as long as there is a virtuous man in it"

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