杜甫: 闻官军收河南河北
杜甫: 闻官军收河南河北/ du fu: both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army
闻官军收河南河北
杜甫
剑外忽传收蓟北, 初闻涕泪满衣裳。
却看妻子愁何在? 漫卷诗书喜欲狂。
白日放歌须纵酒, 青春作伴好还乡。
即从巴峡穿巫峡, 便下襄阳向洛阳。
both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army
du fu
news at this far western station! the north has been recaptured!
at first i cannot check the tears from pouring on my coat --
where is my wife? where are my sons?
yet crazily sure of finding them, i pack my books and poems- -
and loud my song and deep my drink
on the green spring-day that starts me home,
back from this mountain, past another mountain,
up from the south, north again-to my own town!
闻官军收河南河北
杜甫
剑外忽传收蓟北, 初闻涕泪满衣裳。
却看妻子愁何在? 漫卷诗书喜欲狂。
白日放歌须纵酒, 青春作伴好还乡。
即从巴峡穿巫峡, 便下襄阳向洛阳。
both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army
du fu
news at this far western station! the north has been recaptured!
at first i cannot check the tears from pouring on my coat --
where is my wife? where are my sons?
yet crazily sure of finding them, i pack my books and poems- -
and loud my song and deep my drink
on the green spring-day that starts me home,
back from this mountain, past another mountain,
up from the south, north again-to my own town!
闻官军收河南河北
剑外忽传收蓟北, 初闻涕泪满衣裳。
却看妻子愁何在? 漫卷诗书喜欲狂。
白日放歌须纵酒, 青春作伴好还乡。
即从巴峡穿巫峡, 便下襄阳向洛阳。
杜甫: 闻官军收河南河北/ du fu: both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army
杜甫
both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army
du fu
news at this far western station! the north has been recaptured!
at first i cannot check the tears from pouring on my coat --
where is my wife? where are my sons?
yet crazily sure of finding them, i pack my books and poems- -
and loud my song and deep my drink
on the green spring-day that starts me home,
back from this mountain, past another mountain,
up from the south, north again-to my own town!
杜甫
both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army
du fu
news at this far western station! the north has been recaptured!
at first i cannot check the tears from pouring on my coat --
where is my wife? where are my sons?
yet crazily sure of finding them, i pack my books and poems- -
and loud my song and deep my drink
on the green spring-day that starts me home,
back from this mountain, past another mountain,
up from the south, north again-to my own town!