杜甫·《秋兴·其一》英译

玉露凋伤枫树林，巫山巫峡气萧森。

江间波浪兼天涌，塞上风云接地阴。

丛菊两开他日泪，孤舟一系故园心。

寒衣处处催刀尺，白帝城高急暮砧。

Ode to Autumn

Du Fu

The pearllike dewdrops wither maples in red dye;

The Gorge and cliffs of Witch exhale dense fog around.

Waves of upsurging river seem to storm the sky;

Dark clouds o’er mountains touch their shadows on the ground.

Twice full-blown, asters blown off draw tears from the eye;

Once tied up, lonely boat ties up my heart home-bound.

Thinking of winter robes being made far and nigh,

I hear at dusk but nearby washingblocks fast pound.