那些经典的中国诗——翻译成英语——竟是这般模样！前言你一定读过唐诗，很可能经常读，但可能你从未用英语朗读过唐诗，这将让你错过一场美的盛宴！在这纷杂的世界上，总是有很多奇妙的共通之处，比如——再有背景的小孩，也逃不过被大人喊出来表演节目的命运。
看过视频的读书君表示诧异，当中国父母逼着娃苦学英文的同时，难道“歪果仁”已经能用流利的中文吟诗了？事实上，中国诗词文化早已走上了国际——比如1984年，美国总统里根访华，在欢迎晚宴上，他举杯脱口而出：“Althoughwere side in far corners of the world, having a good friend is akin to having agood neighbor.”这句就是唐代著名诗人王勃的“海内存知已，天涯若比邻”。
再如1989年，美国总统老布什访华，曾提到乘船经过三峡的经历时说：“the monkeys who screamed from，the two sides without stopping.”这一句是李白的“轻舟已过万重山”，暗示中美关系将冲破重重阻力，破浪前行。
中国古典文学中，最优秀的作品莫过于唐诗，而英语又是世界上使用范围最广的语言。
我们读英译唐诗，在品味中国与西方文化碰撞交流的韵味美，同时更有助于提高自身英文水平。
香港大学何中坚教授就将这些美丽的唐诗翻译成了英文，不仅向我们展示了唐诗的另一面，也拯救了看不懂中文的“歪果”唐诗爱好者们。
今天，读书君为大家整理出十首耳熟能详的唐诗，一起来看看吧！离思元稹（779-831）曾经沧海难为水，除却巫山不是云。
取次花丛懒回顾，半缘修道半缘君。
GRIEF OF SEPARTATIONBy Yuan Zhen No water is comparable to the green sea;No cloud to the clouds of Mt Wu. No woman is worthy of my backward glance:Partly due to ascetic practice, partly you.秋浦歌十七首其十五李白白发三千丈，缘愁似个长，不知明镜里，何处得秋霜。
SONGS BY THE RIVERBANK NO.15By Li Bai To thirty thousand feetMy white hair would grow,’Cause like t his long is my woe. There ’s autumn frostIn the bright mirror-From where it came I hardly know.月下独酌李白花间一壶酒，独酌无相亲。
举杯邀明月，对影成三人。
月既不解饮，影徒随我身。
暂伴月将影，行乐须及春。
我歌月徘徊，我舞影零乱。
醒时同交欢，醉后各分散。
永结无情游，相期邈云汉。
DRINKING ALONE UNDER THE MOONBy Li Bai With a jug of wine among flowers,Alone I drink,unaccompanied by anyone I know. I raise my cup to invite the bright moon:Including my shadow, a party of three I throw. The moon knows not the pleasure of drinking;My shadow vainly follows me wherever I go. The moon and shadoware fornow my companions:Let’s enjoy life while our young hearts glow. As I sing, the moon lingers around;As I dance, my shadow moves in disarray. When I’m sober, together we makemerry;When I’m drunk, separate we stay. Let’s pledge forever to bepassionless roaming partners,To meet again in the faraway Milky Way.无题（一）李商隐（813-858）相见时难别亦难，东风无力百花残。
春蚕到死丝方尽，蜡炬成灰泪始干。
晓镜但愁云鬓改，夜吟应觉月光寒。
蓬山此去无多路，青鸟殷勤为探看。
UNTITLEDBy Li Shangyin Hard it was to meet you –hard as well to say goodbye.The east wind’s powerless1, all flowers die. Only when a spring silk-worm perishes,would its silk be exhausted;Only when a candle burns to ashes,would its tears dry.At dawn by the mirror,you’d worry your hair may change;By night reciting poems,you’d feel the moonlight’s chill above high. The Penglai Mount3 is not far from here:Greenbird4, to look for her please diligently try.锦瑟李商隐（813-858）锦瑟无端五十弦，一弦一柱思华年。
庄生晓梦迷蝴蝶，望帝春心托杜鹃。
沧海月明珠有泪，蓝田日暖玉生烟。
此情可待成追忆，只是当时已惘然。
THE ORNATE ZITHERBy Li Shangyin For no reason,the ornate zither has fifty strings;Each string with its fretevokesrecollection of a youthful spring. Zhuangzi was baffledby his dawn dream of being a butterfly;The cuckoo was entrustedwith the tender soul of a king. In the green sea under a bright moon,tears would turn into pearls;In Lantian under a warm sun,rising mists the jade would bring. Such feeling may be leftto memories –Only at thetime it was a puzzling thing.春望杜甫（712-770）国破山河在，城春草木深。
感时花溅泪，恨别鸟惊心。
烽火连三月，家书抵万金。
白头搔更短，浑欲不胜簪。
PROSPECT OF SPRINGBy Du Fu The Empire has crumbled –only mountains and rivers remain;Grass and trees grow thick,as the city awakes in spring. Grieving the situation,flowers splash their tears;Lamenting the separation,birds startle me as they sing. Nonstop for three months,beacon fires flare:A home letter’s worth onlyten thousand pieces of gold can bring.Scratching my white head shortens the hair:Indeed too short for a hairpin to cling.赠花卿杜甫（712-770）锦城丝管日纷纷，半入江风半入云。
此曲只应天上有，人间能得几回闻。
A POEM FORHUA-QINGBy Du Fu Day after day lutes and flutesrun riot in the City of Brocade;Half of the music goes with the river breeze,half into the clouds would fade. Such tunes should only belong to Heaven:On earth, how rarely can we hear themplayed?登高杜甫（712-770）风急天高猿啸哀，渚清沙白鸟飞回。
无边落木萧萧下，不尽长江滚滚来。
万里悲秋常作客，百年多病独登台。
艰难苦恨繁霜鬓，潦倒新停浊酒杯。
CLIMBING A HEIGHTBy Du Fu Sharp is the wind under a high skyamid the gibbons’ howls of woe;Pure is the islet and its white sandwith birds flying above to and fro. Boundless is the forestwhere leaves rustle and fall;Endless is the Yangtzethat comesrolling down with its powerful flow. Ten thousand miles from home andsaddened in autumn, often I travel;One hundred years plagued with sickness,alone up the terrace I go. Hardships, sufferings and regretshave added frost to mytemples;Disappointed and unsuccessful in life,lately drinkingI’ve to forgo.相思王维（701-761）红豆生南国，春来发几枝。
愿君多采撷，此物最相思。
YEARNINGBy Wang Wei Red beans grow in River South.How many would sprout in spring? I wish you’d pick more, my dear friend:The closest bond they would bring.金缕衣杜秋娘（生卒年不详）劝君莫惜金缕衣，劝君须惜少年时。