聲聲慢 李清照

聲聲慢      李清照 (1084-1151)

尋尋覓覓，冷冷清清，淒淒慘慘戚戚。

乍暖還寒時候，最難將息。
三杯兩盞淡酒，怎敵他、晚來風急。
雁過也，正傷心，卻是舊時相識。
滿地黃花堆積。憔悴損，如今有誰堪摘。
守著窗兒，獨自怎生得黑。
梧桐更兼細雨，到黃昏、點點滴滴。
這次第，怎一個、愁字了得。

Sheng sheng Man               Li Qingzhao (1084-1151)

I seek and seek and look everywhere,
Feeling dreary, wrecked and all in a fluster,
In a time of intermittent warmth and shivers,
It’s most difficult to repose and set oneself to respire,
With only a few cups of thin wine,
How can I brave the fierce winds when the night grows deeper?
At this time when my heart is seared,
The wild geese pass by,
They look so familiar,
Piling up on the ground are heaps of fallen yellow flowers,
Shrivelled and withered,
Who would now bother to have them gathered?
I guard by the window,
Finding it hard to watch alone the day grow darker,
The drizzles on the wutong tree make everything seem bleaker and bleaker,
It dribbles through the vesper,
How can the word “disconsolation” have all these covered.