国guó风fēng·秦qín风fēng

11-1

有yǒu车chē邻lín邻lín，有yóu马mǎ白bái颠diān。未wèi见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，寺sì人rén之zhī令lìng。坂bán有yǒu漆qī，隰xí有yǒu栗lì。既jì见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，并bìng坐zuò鼓gǔ瑟sè。今jīn者zhě不bú乐lè，逝shì者zhě其qí耋dié。坂bán有yǒu桑sāng，隰xí有yǒu杨yáng。既jì见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，并bìng坐zuò鼓gǔ簧huáng。今jīn者zhě不bú乐lè，逝shì者zhě其qí亡wáng。

The carriages rumble by, The horses with white-starred foreheads. Before I saw my lord, The chamberlain gave command. On the slope is the varnish-tree, In the low ground the chestnut. Now that I see my lord, We sit together and play the lute. If today we do not rejoice, The days that pass will see us old. On the slope is the mulberry, In the low ground the willow. Now that I see my lord, We sit together and play the reed-organ. If today we do not rejoice, The days that pass will see us gone.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

11-2

驷sì驖tié孔kǒng阜fù，六liù辔pèi在zài手shǒu。公gōng之zhī媚mèi子zi，从cóng公gōng于yú狩shòu。奉fèng时shí辰chén牡mǔ，辰chén牡mú孔kǒng硕shuò。公gōng曰yuē左zuǒ之zhī，舍shě拔bá则zé获huò。游yóu于yú北běi园yuán，四sì马mǎ既jì闲xián。𬨎yóu车chē鸾luán镳biāo，载zài猃xiǎn歇xiē骄jiāo。

Four iron-black horses, strong and high, Six reins are in the hand. The duke's favourite Follows the duke to the hunt. They offer the seasonal stag, The seasonal stag is large and fine. The duke says: 'To the left!' They loose the shaft, and the beast is won. They roam in the north park, The four horses are well trained. The light car with tinkling bits Carries hounds that rest from their quest.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

11-3

小xiǎo戎róng俴jiàn收shōu，五wǔ楘mù梁liáng辀zhōu，游yóu环huán胁xié驱qū，阴yīn靷yǐn鋈wù续xù，文wén茵yīn畅chàng毂gǔ，驾jià我wǒ骐qí馵zhù。言yán念niàn君jūn子zǐ，温wēn其qí如rú玉yù。在zài其qí板bǎn屋wū，乱luàn我wǒ心xīn麹qū。四sì牡mú孔kǒng阜fù，六liù辔pèi在zài手shǒu，骐qí駵liú是shì中zhōng，䯄guā骊lí是shì骖cān，龙lóng盾dùn之zhī合hé，鋈wù以yǐ觼jué𫐇nà。言yán念niàn君jūn子zǐ，温wēn其qí在zài邑yì。方fāng何hé为wèi期qī，胡hú然rán我wǒ念niàn之zhī。俴jiàn驷sì孔kǒng群qún，厹róu矛máo鋈wù𬭚chún，蒙méng伐fá有yǒu苑yuàn，虎hǔ韔chàng镂lòu膺yīng，交jiāo韔chàng二èr弓gōng，竹zhú闭bì绲gǔn縢téng。言yán念niàn君jūn子zǐ，载zài寝qǐn载zài兴xìng。厌yàn厌yàn良liáng人rén，秩zhì秩zhì德dé音yīn。

The light war-car, small behind, With five bindings on the curved pole, With running rings and side-reins, With yoke-bands and white-metal clasps, With figured mat and long hub — I drive my piebald with white socks. I think of my lord, Gentle as jade. In his plank-walled tent, He stirs my heart to tumult. Four stallions, strong and grand, Six reins held in the hand, Bay and roan in the middle, Grey and black on the outside. Dragon shields close together, Joined with white-metal rings. I think of my lord, Gentle, in the town. When will the time come round? Why do I yearn for him so? The light war-team moves well, The three-edged spear with white-metal socket, The shield with figured face, The tiger-skin bow-case with chased front, Two bows in crossed cases, Bamboo clamps and bound string. I think of my lord, Now sleeping, now waking. So gentle is my lord, Of ordered and virtuous fame.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

11-4

蒹jiān葭jiā苍cāng苍cāng，白bái露lù为wèi霜shuāng。所suǒ谓wèi伊yī人rén，在zài水shuǐ一yī方fāng。溯sù洄huí从cóng之zhī，道dào阻zú且qié长zhǎng。溯sù游yóu从cóng之zhī，宛wǎn在zài水shuǐ中zhōng央yāng。蒹jiān葭jiā萋qī萋qī，白bái露lù未wèi晞xī。所suǒ谓wèi伊yī人rén，在zài水shuǐ之zhī湄méi。溯sù洄huí从cóng之zhī，道dào阻zú且qiě跻jī。溯sù游yóu从cóng之zhī，宛wǎn在zài水shuǐ中zhōng坻chí。蒹jiān葭jiā采cái采cǎi，白bái露lù未wèi已yǐ。所suǒ谓wèi伊yī人rén，在zài水shuǐ之zhī涘sì。溯sù洄huí从cóng之zhī，道dào阻zú且qiě右yòu。溯sù游yóu从cóng之zhī，宛wǎn在zài水shuǐ中zhōng沚zhǐ。

Dense, dense are the reeds and rushes, White dew turned to frost. The one I speak of Is on the other side of the water. Upstream I seek — the way is hard and long. Downstream I seek — and lo, there in the midst of the water! Dense, dense are the reeds and rushes, White dew not yet dry. The one I speak of Is on the margin of the water. Upstream I seek — the way is steep and high. Downstream I seek — and lo, there on the islet of the water! Dense, dense are the reeds and rushes, White dew not yet spent. The one I speak of Is on the bank of the water. Upstream I seek — the way winds and turns. Downstream I seek — and lo, there on the sandbar of the water!

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

11-5

交jiāo交jiāo黄huáng鸟niǎo，止zhǐ于yú棘jí。谁shuí从cóng穆mù公gōng？子zi车chē奄yǎn息xī。维wéi此cí奄yǎn息xī，百bǎi夫fū之zhī特tè。临lín其qí穴xué，惴zhuì惴zhuì其qí栗lì。彼bǐ苍cāng者zhě天tiān，歼jiān我wǒ良liáng人rén！如rú可kě赎shú兮xī，人rén百bǎi其qí身shēn。交jiāo交jiāo黄huáng鸟niǎo，止zhǐ于yú桑sāng。谁shuí从cóng穆mù公gōng？子zi车chē仲zhòng行xíng。维wéi此cǐ仲zhòng行xíng，百bǎi夫fū之zhī防fáng。临lín其qí穴xué，惴zhuì惴zhuì其qí栗lì。彼bǐ苍cāng者zhě天tiān，歼jiān我wǒ良liáng人rén！如rú可kě赎shú兮xī，人rén百bǎi其qí身shēn。交jiāo交jiāo黄huáng鸟niǎo，止zhǐ于yú楚chǔ。谁shuí从cóng穆mù公gōng？子zi车chē针zhēn虎hǔ。维wéi此cǐ针zhēn虎hǔ，百bǎi夫fū之zhī御yù。临lín其qí穴xué，惴zhuì惴zhuì其qí栗lì。彼bǐ苍cāng者zhě天tiān，歼jiān我wǒ良liáng人rén！如rú可kě赎shú兮xī，人rén百bǎi其qí身shēn。

They flit about, the yellow birds, And rest upon the jujube trees. Who followed duke Mû in the grave? Zze-kü Yen-hsî. And this Yen-hsî Was a man above a hundred. When he came to the grave, He looked terrified and trembled. Thou azure Heaven there! Thou art destroying our good men. Could he have been redeemed, We would have given a hundred (ordinary) men for him.

Legge · 1879 · public domain

11-6

𫛣yù彼bǐ晨chén风fēng，郁yù彼bí北běi林lín，未wèi见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，忧yōu心xīn钦qīn钦qīn，如rú何hé如rú何hé，忘wàng我wǒ实shí多duō。山shān有yǒu苞bāo栎lì，隰xí有yǒu六liù駮bó，未wèi见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，忧yōu心xīn靡mí乐lè，如rú何hé如rú何hé，忘wàng我wǒ实shí多duō。山shān有yǒu苞bāo棣dì，隰xí有yǒu树shù檖suì，未wèi见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，忧yōu心xīn如rú醉zuì，如rú何hé如rú何hé，忘wàng我wǒ实shí多duō。

How swift the morning hawk, How dense the northern grove! I have not seen my lord, My heart is full of anxious care. What is to be done? What is to be done? He has indeed forgotten me much. On the hills are the clustered oaks, In the low grounds the six-trunked trees. I have not seen my lord, My heart finds no delight. What is to be done? What is to be done? He has indeed forgotten me much. On the hills are the clustered cherries, In the low grounds the pear-trees. I have not seen my lord, My heart is as if drunken. What is to be done? What is to be done? He has indeed forgotten me much.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

11-7

岂qǐ曰yuē无wú衣yī、与yǔ子zi同tóng袍páo。王wáng于yú兴xìng师shī、修xiū我wǒ戈gē矛máo、与yǔ子zi同tóng仇chóu。岂qǐ曰yuē无wú衣yī、与yǔ子zi同tóng泽zé。王wáng于yú兴xìng师shī、修xiū我wǒ矛máo戟jǐ、与yǔ子zi偕xié作zuò。岂qǐ曰yuē无wú衣yī、与yǔ子zi同tóng裳shang。王wáng于yú兴xìng师shī、修xiū我wó甲jiǎ兵bīng、与yǔ子zi偕xié行xíng。

Who says you have no clothes? I will share my long robe with you. The king is raising hosts — I will mend my spear and lance, And share your foe with you. Who says you have no clothes? I will share my undergarment with you. The king is raising hosts — I will mend my halberd and spear, And rise together with you. Who says you have no clothes? I will share my lower robe with you. The king is raising hosts — I will mend my armour and arms, And march together with you.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated