遣懷 A Confession
杜牧 Du Mu
落
魄
江
湖
载
酒
行
,
With my wine-bottle, watching by river and lake
楚
腰
纤
细
掌
中
轻
。
For a lady so tiny as to dance on my palm,
十
年
一
觉
扬
州
梦
,
I awake, after dreaming ten years in Yangzhou,
赢
得
青
楼
薄
倖
名
。
Known as fickle, even in the Street of Blue Houses.
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