《临洞庭》 孟浩然
八月湖水平,涵虚混太清。
气蒸云梦泽,波撼岳阳城。
欲济无舟楫,端居耻圣明。
坐观垂钓者,徒有羡鱼情。
On Dongting Lake
Meng Haoran
The lake in eighth moon runs not high;
Its water blend with azure sky.
Cloud and dream fall into the river;
When its waves rise, the town walls shiver.
There is no boat for me to cross;
To go or not, I'm at a loss.
I watch the angler sitting still;
And envy thosewho fish at will.
八月洞庭湖水暴涨几与岸平,水天一色交相辉映迷离难辨。
云梦大泽水气蒸腾白白茫茫,波涛汹涌似乎把岳阳城撼动。
想要渡湖却苦于找不到船只,圣明时代闲居又觉愧对明君。
坐看垂钓之人多么悠闲自在,可惜只能空怀一片羡鱼之情。