再别康桥

sweetspot

徐志摩
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+ W4 |, Q# n5 @1 ~3 d轻轻的我走了，
　正如我轻轻的来；
/ D. w. h7 }7 H我轻轻的招手，
5 |; M2 Y) M9 @　作别西天的云彩。

0 H5 G% ?+ D2 K那河畔的金柳
　是夕阳中的新娘
波光里的艳影，
( A9 _8 s! s5 c( w4 K- C6 \* }3 j5 ?　在我的心头荡漾。
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" a. W! ~$ |' i+ L软泥上的青荇，
: B1 V" z8 y2 q　油油的在水底招摇；
在康河的柔波里，
　我甘心做一条水草
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8 d  v, ?% b8 }5 C  h  ]1 c2 D6 V那树荫下的一潭，
　不是清泉，是天上虹
: d  Y5 N2 ?( z, w揉碎在浮藻间，
: b0 e8 Z' Z" t1 q( f  N　沉淀着彩虹似的梦。
: s5 e7 s! ~4 g! @: j寻梦？撑一支长篙，
　向青草更青处漫溯，
$ ^6 D% }$ c' A. P满载一船星辉，
　在星辉斑斓里放歌
$ }8 ]/ \2 L3 f' O+ r0 I& r但我不能放歌，
3 \6 z/ }" {( p1 P5 T' c　悄悄是别离的笙箫；
6 R' `( i! g/ f0 X/ X- f/ n夏虫也为我沉默，
' x; T- ?7 T* \7 T　沉默是今晚的康桥！
悄悄的我走了，
) K1 f& K1 C+ ]6 \! w8 v: n　正如我悄悄的来；
我挥一挥衣袖，
　不带走一片云彩。

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4 X' S/ P9 M5 O- l" ?Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again

% Q6 Y" e- ^* V( v3 B# ^Very quietly I take my leave
( _  [! `2 |9 Q* b4 v  aAs quietly as I came here;
Quietly I wave good-bye
9 f: i) x; c/ v5 v% nTo the rosy clouds in the western sky.

The golden willows by the riverside
Are young brides in the setting sun;
Their reflections on the shimmering waves
Always linger in the depth of my heart.

The floating heart growing in the sludge
. ~# [4 S$ x, h8 ^Sways leisurely under the water;
9 q3 P9 _. P; F7 N; \' mIn the gentle waves of Cambridge
I would be a water plant!
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: C2 z: l+ v5 d( K$ SThat pool under the shade of elm trees
Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky;
Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds
0 u* ~* w2 ^$ g; NIs the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?
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6 P: K4 E: G% {5 g, zTo seek a dream? Just to pole a boat upstream
9 p' J6 f: {; s, ]: ^" cTo where the green grass is more verdant;
Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight
And sing aloud in the splendour of starlight.
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But I cannot sing aloud
& a+ J2 e2 t0 UQuietness is my farewell music;
" p/ X3 F4 y8 r- T5 @; H) s, J( hEven summer insects keep silence for me
0 O4 \+ s9 L9 d; m/ ZSilent is Cambridge tonight!

Very quietly I take my leave
As quietly as I came here;
Gently I flick my sleeves
Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away