Du Fu's Translations

Answer 1

The following is a translation of some of Du Fu's poems:
- [Quatrain (Two Yellow Orioles Singing in the Green Willow)]: Two yellow orioles chirped among the green willow branches, and a row of egrets flew straight into the sky. From the window, one could see the snow on the West Ridge that never melted all year round. In front of the door was a ship from Dongwu, thousands of miles away.
- "Quatrain (Late Sun, Beautiful Rivers and Mountains)": The spring sun was shining brightly, and the rivers and mountains were particularly beautiful. The spring breeze blew over the fragrance of flowers and plants. The soil became soft and swallows flew around busily building their nests with mud in their mouths. On the warm beach, mandarin ducks were sleeping soundly.
- "Shu Xiang": Where to find the ancestral hall of Marquis Wu Zhuge Liang? Outside Jinguan City, in the dense cypress forest. The green grass on the steps reflected the color of spring, and the yellow orioles among the leaves made a gentle cry. In order to unify the world, Liu Bei visited Zhuge Liang three times to ask for advice. Zhuge Liang assisted Liu Bei and Liu Chan in the two dynasties, loyal and devoted. Unfortunately, he died before he could win the war against Wei, which often made the heroes of later generations cry.
- "Climbing High": The wind is strong and the sky is high. The cries of apes seem very sad. Birds are circling on the river island with clear water and white sand. Endless leaves fell, and the surging Yangtze River flowed eastward. All year round, he wandered in a foreign land and sadly faced the autumn scenery. In his old age, he was sick and climbed the high platform alone. I am deeply regretful that my hair is turning white day by day, and my heart is full of sorrow after I stop drinking when I am poor and sick.
- The late autumn wind in August roared and swept away the layers of thatch on my roof. The thatch flew over the river and scattered by the river. Those that flew high hung on the high treetops, while those that flew low floated and sank into the pond. A group of children in the south village bullied me because I was old and weak. They had the heart to take the grass away in front of me as a thief and ran into the bamboo forest with the grass without any scruples. My mouth was dry and my shouting was useless. When I came back, I sighed alone with my walking stick. Soon, the wind stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. The late autumn sky was gloomy and gradually darkened. The quilt had been cold for many years, and the child had broken it when she slept. The roof of the bed was not dry at all, and the rain kept falling like hemp threads. Ever since the war, he rarely slept well. How could he last until dawn in the damp room? How could he get thousands of spacious and tall houses, shelter the poor scholars in the world, and be as stable as a mountain in the wind and rain? Sigh! When would such a house suddenly appear in front of me? I would be satisfied even if my thatched cottage broke down and I froze to death.
- Quatrain Four (2): I want to build a fish ridge, but there are dark clouds and rapid currents, because I am surprised by the cold rain in April. Perhaps there was already a cave where the flood dragon lived in Qingxi, and even if the bamboo stones were piled up like mountains, they would not dare to easily place it (the fish ridge).
- [A Walk by the River: After walking by the river, you turn around and see the flag of the military camp.] As the spring breeze blew, the twilight of Chengdu descended, and the tragic sound of drums and horns sounded from the tall buildings.