国guó风fēng·郑zhèng风fēng

7-1

缁zī衣yī之zhī宜yí兮xī，敝bì，予yǔ又yòu改gǎi为wèi兮xī。适shì子zi之zhī馆guǎn兮xī，还hái，予yǔ授shòu子zi之zhī粲càn兮xī。缁zī衣yī之zhī好hǎo兮xī，敝bì，予yǔ又yòu改gǎi造zào兮xī。适shì子zi之zhī馆guǎn兮xī，还hái，予yǔ授shòu子zi之zhī粲càn兮xī。缁zī衣yī之zhī席xí兮xī，敝bì，予yǔ又yòu改gǎi作zuò兮xī。适shì子zi之zhī馆guǎn兮xī，还hái，予yǔ授shòu子zi之zhī粲càn兮xī。

How well the black robe fits! When it is worn out, I will make another. I go to your chamber, And on my return, I give you fine attire. How good the black robe is! When it is worn out, I will make anew. I go to your chamber, And on my return, I give you fine attire. How comfortable the black robe is! When it is worn out, I will make it over. I go to your chamber, And on my return, I give you fine attire.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-2

将jiāng仲zhòng子zi兮xī，无wú逾yú我wó里lǐ，无wú折zhé我wǒ树shù杞qǐ。岂qí敢gǎn爱ài之zhī？畏wèi我wǒ父fù母mǔ。仲zhòng可kě怀huái也yě，父fù母mǔ之zhī言yán，亦yì可kě畏wèi也yě。将jiāng仲zhòng子zi兮xī，无wú逾yú我wǒ墙qiáng，无wú折zhé我wǒ树shù桑sāng。岂qí敢gǎn爱ài之zhī？畏wèi我wǒ诸zhū兄xiōng。仲zhòng可kě怀huái也yě，诸zhū兄xiōng之zhī言yán，亦yì可kě畏wèi也yě。将jiāng仲zhòng子zi兮xī，无wú逾yú我wǒ园yuán，无wú折zhé我wǒ树shù檀tán。岂qí敢gǎn爱ài之zhī？畏wèi人rén之zhī多duō言yán。仲zhòng可kě怀huái也yě，人rén之zhī多duō言yán，亦yì可kě畏wèi也yě。

I pray you, Zhong-zi! Do not leap into our hamlet, Do not break our willow trees. Do I dare grudge them? I fear my father and mother. Zhong is worthy to be loved — But the words of father and mother Are also to be feared. I pray you, Zhong-zi! Do not leap over our wall, Do not break our mulberry trees. Do I dare grudge them? I fear my elder brothers. Zhong is worthy to be loved — But the words of my brothers Are also to be feared. I pray you, Zhong-zi! Do not leap into our garden, Do not break our sandalwood trees. Do I dare grudge them? I fear people will talk. Zhong is worthy to be loved — But the talk of people Is also to be feared.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-3

叔shū于yú田tián，巷xiàng无wú居jū人rén。岂qǐ无wú居jū人rén，不bù如rú叔shū也yě。洵xún美méi且qiě仁rén。叔shū于yú狩shòu，巷xiàng无wú饮yín酒jiǔ。岂qǐ无wú饮yín酒jiǔ，不bù如rú叔shū也yě。洵xún美méi且qié好hǎo。叔shū适shì野yě，巷xiàng无wú服fú马mǎ。岂qǐ无wú服fú马mǎ，不bù如rú叔shū也yě。洵xún美méi且qié武wǔ。

When Shu goes to the hunt, The lane has no dwellers. Are there no dwellers? None like Shu — Truly handsome and good. When Shu goes a-hunting, The lane has no revellers. Are there no revellers? None like Shu — Truly handsome and fine. When Shu goes to the wild, The lane has no horsemen. Are there no horsemen? None like Shu — Truly handsome and brave.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-4

叔shū于yú田tián，乘chéng乘chéng马mǎ。执zhí辔pèi如rú组zǔ，两liǎng骖cān如rú舞wǔ。叔shū在zài薮sǒu，火huǒ烈liè具jù举jǔ，襢tǎn裼tì暴bào虎hǔ，献xiàn于yú公gōng所suǒ。将jiāng叔shū无wú狃niǔ，戒jiè其qí伤shāng女nǚ。叔shū于yú田tián，乘chéng乘chéng黄huáng。两liǎng服fú上shàng襄xiāng，两liǎng骖cān鴈yàn行xíng。叔shū在zài薮sǒu，火huǒ烈liè具jù扬yáng。叔shū善shàn射shè忌jì，又yòu良liáng御yù忌jì，抑yì磬qìng控kòng忌jì，抑yì纵zòng送sòng忌jì。叔shū于yú田tián，乘chéng乘chéng鸨bǎo。两liǎng服fú齐qí首shǒu，两liǎng骖cān如rú手shǒu。叔shū在zài薮sǒu，火huǒ烈liè具jù阜fù。叔shū马mǎ慢màn忌jì，叔shū发fā罕hǎn忌jì，抑yì释shì掤bīng忌jì，抑yì鬯chàng弓gōng忌jì。

Shu goes to the hunt, Riding four strong bays. He holds the reins like ribbons, The outrancers move like dancers. Shu is in the marsh; The torches all blaze up. Baring his arm, he attacks the tiger, And lays it before the duke. Take care, Shu, do not try it again — Beware lest it wound you! Shu goes to the hunt, Riding four yellow steeds. The two leaders onward press, The outrancers in goose-step. Shu is in the marsh; The torches all flame up. Shu is skilled at shooting, ah! And a good charioteer, ah! Now he reins the gallop, ah! Now he lets the arrow fly, ah! Shu goes to the hunt, Riding four dappled steeds. The two leaders, head to head, The outrancers like hands. Shu is in the marsh; The torches pile high. Shu's horse goes slowly, ah! His arrows fly seldom, ah! He puts away the covered quiver, ah! He lays aside the bow in its case, ah!

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-5

清qīng人rén在zài彭péng，驷sì介jiè旁páng旁páng。二èr矛máo重zhòng英yīng，河hé上shàng乎hū翱áo翔xiáng。清qīng人rén在zài消xiāo，驷sì介jiè麃páo麃páo。二èr矛máo重zhòng乔qiáo，河hé上shàng乎hū逍xiāo遥yáo。清qīng人rén在zài轴zhóu，驷sì介jiè陶táo陶táo。左zuǒ旋xuán右yòu抽chōu，中zhōng军jūn作zuò好hǎo。

The men of Qing are at Peng, Mail-clad horses, stamping. Twin spears with double tassels — Up and down by the river they ride. The men of Qing are at Xiao, Mail-clad horses, gleaming. Twin spears with double rings — Free and easy by the river they ride. The men of Qing are at Zhou, Mail-clad horses, steady. Wheeling left and drawing right — The centre ranks make a fine show.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-6

羔gāo裘qiú如rú濡rú，洵xún直zhí且qiě侯hóu。彼bǐ其qí之zhī子zi，舍shě命mìng不bù渝yú。羔gāo裘qiú豹bào饰shì，孔kóng武wú有yǒu力lì。彼bǐ其qí之zhī子zi，邦bāng之zhī司sī直zhí。羔gāo裘qiú晏yàn兮xī，三sān英yīng粲càn兮xī。彼bǐ其qí之zhī子zi，邦bāng之zhī彦yàn兮xī。

The lamb's-fur robe, sleek and moist, Truly upright and noble. That man there — Gives his life and changes not. The lamb's-fur robe with leopard cuffs, Truly strong and powerful. That man there — The straightener of the land. The lamb's-fur robe, so fine! Three ornaments, so bright! That man there — The glory of the land.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-7

女nǚ曰yuē鸡jī鸣míng，士shì曰yuē昧mèi旦dàn。子zi兴xìng视shì夜yè，明míng星xīng有yǒu烂làn。将jiāng翱áo将jiāng翔xiáng，弋yì凫fú与yǔ鴈yàn。弋yì言yán加jiā之zhī，与yǔ子zi宜yí之zhī。宜yí言yán饮yín酒jiǔ，与yǔ子zi偕xié老lǎo。琴qín瑟sè在zài御yù，莫mò不bú静jìng好hǎo。知zhī子zi之zhī来lái之zhī，杂zá佩pèi以yǐ赠zèng之zhī。知zhī子zi之zhī顺shùn之zhī，杂zá佩pèi以yǐ问wèn之zhī。知zhī子zi之zhī好hǎo之zhī，杂zá佩pèi以yǐ报bào之zhī。

The wife says: 'The cock has crowed.' The husband says: 'It is barely dawn.' 'Get up and look at the night; The morning star is shining. You should be off, you should be away, To shoot the duck and goose.' 'You shoot and bring them down, And I will dress them for you. With the dressing, we'll drink wine, And grow old together with you. Lute and zither in attendance, All is quiet and well. Knowing you are coming, I give you varied gems. Knowing you are gentle, I give you varied gems to ask. Knowing you are loving, I give you varied gems to repay.'

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-8

有yóu女nǚ同tóng车chē，颜yán如rú舜shùn华huá，将jiāng翱áo将jiāng翔xiáng，佩pèi玉yù琼qióng琚jū，彼bí美měi孟mèng姜jiāng，洵xún美méi且qiě都dōu。有yóu女nǚ同tóng行háng，颜yán如rú舜shùn英yīng，将jiāng翱áo将jiāng翔xiáng，佩pèi玉yù将jiāng将jiāng，彼bí美měi孟mèng姜jiāng，德dé音yīn不bú忘wàng。

There is a lady in my carriage, Her face like the blossoms of the hibiscus. We drive, we fly — Her pendant gems of jasper. The eldest of the Jiang — Truly lovely and elegant. There is a lady walking with me, Her face like the blossoms of the mallow. We drive, we fly — Her pendant gems go clang-clang. The eldest of the Jiang — Her virtuous name is not forgotten.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-9

子zi之zhī丰fēng兮xī，俟qí我wǒ乎hū巷xiàng兮xī。悔huí予yǔ不bú送sòng兮xī。子zi之zhī昌chāng兮xī，俟qí我wǒ乎hū堂táng兮xī。悔huí予yǔ不bù将jiāng兮xī。衣yī锦jín褧jiǒng衣yī，裳shang锦jín褧jiǒng裳shang。叔shū兮xī伯bó兮xī，驾jià予yú与yǔ行xíng。裳shang锦jín褧jiǒng裳shang，衣yī锦jín褧jiǒng衣yī。叔shū兮xī伯bó兮xī，驾jià予yú与yǔ归guī。

How splendid you are! You waited for me in the lane — Would that I had gone with you! How grand you are! You waited for me in the hall — Would that I had escorted you! I put on my silken robe, My silken lower robe. Uncles, elder brothers — Harness the horses, I go with him. My silken lower robe, My silken robe. Uncles, elder brothers — Harness the horses, I go home.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-10

风fēng雨yǔ凄qī凄qī，鸡jī鸣míng喈jiē喈jiē。既jì见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，云yún胡hú不bù夷yí。风fēng雨yǔ潇xiāo潇xiāo，鸡jī鸣míng胶jiāo胶jiāo。既jì见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，云yún胡hú不bù瘳chōu。风fēng雨yǔ如rú晦huì，鸡jī鸣míng不bù已yǐ。既jì见jiàn君jūn子zǐ，云yún胡hú不bù喜xǐ。

Cold and bleak the wind and rain, The cock crows, jie-jie. Now that I see my lord, How could my heart not be at peace? Soughing, soughing, the wind and rain, The cock crows, jiao-jiao. Now that I see my lord, How could my heart not be healed? Dark as night the wind and rain, The cock crows, on and on. Now that I see my lord, How could my heart not rejoice?

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated

7-11

毛máo诗shī序xù：「《子zi衿jīn》，刺cì学xué校xiào废fèi也yě。乱luàn世shì则zé学xué校xiào不bù修xiū焉yān。」青qīng青qīng子zi衿jīn，悠yōu悠yōu我wǒ心xīn。纵zòng我wǒ不bù往wǎng，子zi宁níng不bú嗣sì音yīn。青qīng青qīng子zi佩pèi，悠yōu悠yōu我wǒ思sī。纵zòng我wǒ不bù往wǎng，子zi宁níng不bù来lái。挑tiāo兮xī达dá兮xī，在zài城chéng阙què兮xī。一yī日rì不bú见jiàn，如rú三sān月yuè兮xī。

Blue, blue is your collar, Long, long is my longing. Though I do not go to you, Why do you not send word? Blue, blue is your pendant, Long, long is my thought. Though I do not go to you, Why do you not come? Lightly tripping, up and down, On the gate-tower of the wall. A day without seeing you Is like three months.

GLM · 2025 · machine-generated