再别康桥

sweetspot

徐志摩
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轻轻的我走了，
5 l( _% h4 Y; ^, {0 u. l7 e: n　正如我轻轻的来；
我轻轻的招手，
/ l2 o+ Q- Q# p' ?2 T　作别西天的云彩。
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那河畔的金柳
! m5 @2 J* T0 k6 ^6 ]% i0 S　是夕阳中的新娘
2 D/ G  A, j+ ]9 `波光里的艳影，
7 i) Y+ F. e" b1 \& X! D　在我的心头荡漾。
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软泥上的青荇，
　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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那树荫下的一潭，
　不是清泉，是天上虹
揉碎在浮藻间，
　沉淀着彩虹似的梦。
寻梦？撑一支长篙，
5 @0 ~6 R* H& F7 }' k! R7 l2 A7 e　向青草更青处漫溯，
/ O3 J. t; o) d/ w/ ~满载一船星辉，
　在星辉斑斓里放歌
但我不能放歌，
3 Z0 B" Q7 ~+ i0 M: G+ G　悄悄是别离的笙箫；
; T+ M) k5 W7 w夏虫也为我沉默，
　沉默是今晚的康桥！
悄悄的我走了，
　正如我悄悄的来；
- _% g" o7 B/ w& K7 P7 C7 o我挥一挥衣袖，
3 K+ S/ L& j9 V( @　不带走一片云彩。



Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again
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Very quietly I take my leave
As quietly as I came here;
Quietly I wave good-bye
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
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# ?! ~% V, j; J$ @8 c+ dThe golden willows by the riverside
Are young brides in the setting sun;
/ n1 l+ P' o; u5 W: [Their reflections on the shimmering waves
! T" S: T) F# I- w; ]Always linger in the depth of my heart.
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The floating heart growing in the sludge
Sways leisurely under the water;
+ `) r: y9 g2 iIn the gentle waves of Cambridge
I would be a water plant!
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That pool under the shade of elm trees
& ?2 T0 z, R1 l' O  C1 c+ XHolds not water but the rainbow from the sky;
: U4 M$ n" v" t  U+ b* FShattered to pieces among the duckweeds
Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?
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8 s8 y7 C3 u6 P/ Z/ s# X7 j. c  v: m) MTo seek a dream? Just to pole a boat upstream
To where the green grass is more verdant;
Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight
' Z2 m7 u4 d. k% d4 f& VAnd sing aloud in the splendour of starlight.

. s& a- O: c; A8 D7 J, @7 k7 nBut I cannot sing aloud
6 i, v* X( H1 p9 zQuietness is my farewell music;
" {' A" ^+ |. CEven summer insects keep silence for me
) P) a& g* }3 oSilent 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