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...[继续阅读]

    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.（曹顺发译）—(Southern Song)Wen Tianxiang,The Lonely Oce...[继续阅读]

    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!（许渊冲译）—(Southern Song)Li Qingzhao,A Quatrain,The Black River生当作人杰，死亦为鬼雄。至今思项羽，不肯过江东。——（南宋）李清照《绝句·乌江...[继续阅读]

    —(India)Tagore,Stray Birds,279,1917让死者有不朽的名，但让生者有不朽的爱。——（印度）泰戈尔《飞鸟集》279...[继续阅读]

    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...[继续阅读]

    　　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;...[继续阅读]

    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有的人活着，他已经死了；有的人死了，他还活着。有的...[继续阅读]

    　　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...[继续阅读]

    　　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轻轻地走，她就在近旁　　在雪的下面；轻轻地说，雏菊的生长　　她能...[继续阅读]

    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...[继续阅读]