There is time it has to die.The flying snake on mist arisesAt last to dust it has to turn.The aged steed that lies in the stableAspires to race a thousand miles.The hero in his evening yearsNever lets droop his noble ideal.It is not with Heaven along that...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    I’ll keep a loyal heart to make a name in history./Everyone must die,Let me but leave behind a loyal heart shining in the pages of history./No men but will all die one day,If only their names stay for aye.（曹順發(fā)譯）—(Southern Song)Wen Tianxiang,The Lonely Oce...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    Be soul of souls e’en if you’re dead!Think of Xiang Yu who’d not surviveHis men whose blood for him was shed!（許淵沖譯）—(Southern Song)Li Qingzhao,A Quatrain,The Black River生當(dāng)作人杰，死亦為鬼雄。至今思項(xiàng)羽，不肯過(guò)江東?！纤危├钋逭铡督^句·烏江...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    —(India)Tagore,Stray Birds,279,1917讓死者有不朽的名，但讓生者有不朽的愛(ài)?！ㄓ《龋┨└?duì)枴讹w鳥集》279...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    My father does not feel my arm,he has no pulse nor will;The ship is anchor’d safe and sound,its voyage closed and done;From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;　Exult,O shores!and ring,O bells!　　But I,with mournful tread,　　　Walk the deck...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    　　Beside the spring of Dove;A maid whom there were none to praise,　　And very few to love.A violet by a mossy stone　　Half hidden from the eye!—Fair as a star,when only one　　Is shining in the sky.She lived unknown,and few could know　　When Lucy ceased to be;...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    But he has died;Some people are dead,While he is still alive.Some peopleRide on the heads of the people:“Hey,I’m just great!”Some peopleBend their backs to serve the people like cattles.—Zang Kejia,Some People,1949,Extract有的人活著，他已經(jīng)死了；有的人死了，他還活著。有的...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    　　The lowing herd wind slowly o’er the lea,The plowman homeward plods his weary day,　　And leaves the world to darkness and to me.….Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth　　A youth to Fortune and to Fame unknown.Fair Science frowned not on his humble,　　A...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    　　Under the snow.Speak gently,she can hear　　The daisies grow.All her bright golden hair　　Tarnished with rust,She that was young and fair　　Fallen to dust.—(Britain)O.Wilde,Requiescat,Extract輕輕地走，她就在近旁　　在雪的下面；輕輕地說(shuō)，雛菊的生長(zhǎng)　　她能...[繼續(xù)閱讀]

    Dig the grave and let me die.Glad did I live and gladly die,　　And I laid me down with a will.This be the verse you grave for me:Here he lies where he longed to be;Home is the sailor,home from sea,　　And the hunter home from the hill.—(Britain)R.L.Stevenson...[繼續(xù)閱讀]