春泛若耶溪原文及赏析（春泛若耶溪意思）

若耶溪：春江花夜游

若e yerec, a waterway annotated in the "Wate r Anviasi" and the "Hao shu jing yi," its spirit is silent, while this poem draws you into it. The wind carries me along the river through the golden spring of the fields where the sky meets the dark night. The birds chirp in harmony with their mother; the earth hums gently under the stars. This quiet moment of reflection is a gift to you from the heavens, where no one rules, and everyone lets their thoughts float. As I drift through this golden valley, each step feels like a leap into a world worth pondering.

The evening sun illuminates the path ahead, casting shadows that seem to move with the rhythm of the wind. The boats glide by in silent fairs, their sails wavy as they rise and fall. The night sky is filled with stars, and when I look up, I see them so far away they seem to dance around me like a delicate butterfly. Each star moves slowly yet powerfully, as though the universe itself is responding to my touch.

As the evening winds down, the reflections in the mirror below make the world appear alive and vibrant, just as if it were alive on its own. I am not trying to paint this scene or imagine anything; I'm letting myself float with you, along a path that takes me through the gentle slopes of the valley where we once called home. Here lies a woman who has found strength in quiet moments when she can no longer assert herself.

Letting go of control and embracing the infinite possibilities that come with being silent, this moment is my chance to connect with something larger than myself—something that I have known for so long but feels like it will never fade. The stars twinkle in the distance, their light a testament to the beauty of nature's smallest elements, all together making up the grandeur of the world around me.

Perhaps this is what you see when you look into the evening. You enter this world where everything seems to move so slowly and gracefully that it feels almost like it belongs to nothing, yet I know that in every moment there is something worth cherishing. The beauty of the stars is both mysterious and beautiful—both the whisper of a thousand worlds and the assurance of endless possibilities.

If you can't find your way out of this quiet valley, if you can't find anything truly special in this evening, perhaps it's because that's what you are meant to be. To move on from this moment is to lose all touch with everything—something you know still, something you've always known but never felt the need to possess.

As I drift through this quiet valley, each step feels like a leap into a world worth pondering, one that reminds me of what I used to be before. The wind carries my breath with it, the sound of birds chirping is a reminder of who I am and what I want to become.

(This poem was written by Zhi Bo Lu.)

若耶溪：西征路与南斗

若e yerec, this is where I went on a journey that will take you through the quiet paths of the spring and into the stars. The sky above meets the dark night below, and when I fly over there, the air is warm from the wind, and I see the stars in the sky as they rise and set. These constellations make me realize how much this earth has to give us with its light and its warmth.

Now that I am near you, let's follow our journey together. The evening sun fills the air with a warm, golden scent that will carry you away into the fields where the sky meets the dark night. These paths are lined with stones that have stood their time; they are slow and steady, reflecting the gentle flow of wind through them.

As the stars twinkle in the evening sky, we take a detour to explore the farthest reaches of this valley. Along the way, we meet the stars known as the "south斗," celestial bodies that have been spotted for centuries. They are as bright as the ones we've seen before, just farther away; they seem to move silently with the earth's rhythm, yet they are so much more than their distance.

As we navigate these paths, each step feels like a leap into a world worth experiencing—whether that is understanding nature better or letting go of the burdens that come with being here. The night sky glows softly as we continue our journey, creating a tapestry of stars and shadows that seem to move with a rhythm I can't quite put my finger on.

(This poem was written by Zhi Bo Lu.)

若耶溪：隐居垂钓人生哲理

Ife Yerec, this is where I've found a quiet place to fish. The river flows through the golden spring of the fields above, and when I fly over there, the air is warm from the wind, and I see the stars in the sky as they rise and set. These constellations make me realize how much this earth has given us with its light and its warmth.

Now that we are together, let's explore these paths together. The evening sun fills the air with a warm, golden scent that will carry you away into the fields where the sky meets the dark night. These paths are lined with stones that have stood their time; they are slow and steady, reflecting the gentle flow of wind through them.

As the stars twinkle in the evening sky, we take a detour to explore the farthest reaches of this valley. Along the way, we meet the stars known as the "south斗," celestial bodies that have been spotted for centuries. They are as bright as the ones we've seen before, just farther away; they seem to move silently with the earth's rhythm, yet they are so much more than their distance.

As we navigate these paths, each step feels like a leap into a world worth experiencing—whether that is understanding nature better or letting go of the burdens that come with being here. The night sky glows softly as we continue our journey, creating a tapestry of stars and shadows that seem to move with a rhythm I can't quite put my finger on.

(This poem was written by Zhi Bo Lu.)