61. 林花谢了春红                  
 
李煜                                    
 
林花谢了春红，             
太匆匆。                          
无奈朝来寒雨晚来风。
胭脂泪，                         
相留醉，                          
几时重?                             
自是人生长恨水长东。
 
 
61. The Grove Has Lost Its Spring Blush
 
Li Yu
 
The grove has lost its spring blush,
What a rush.
Petals, assaulted by cold morning rain and evening wind,
Are tears trickling down the make-up,
And scenes luring me to stay drunk.
But when can we both revive?
Life, like water flowing east, is a sorrow ne’er broken up.

徐英才译

阿童试写：

From forest flower it faded its spring blush

In such such a rush

Petals, afflicted by the coldness of morning rain and night wind

Falling down like rouge colored teardrops

How completely I lost myself in you

When can we reunite again?

The life, like eastward flowing river, never stops. As well as the deep sorrow in me!