文学作品英译：林徽因《八月的忧愁》

　黄水塘里游着白鸭，

　　高粱梗油青的刚高过头，

　　这跳动的心怎样安插，

　　田里一窄条路，八月里这忧愁?

　　天是昨夜雨洗过的，山岗

　　照着太阳又留一片影;

　　羊跟着放羊的转进村庄，

　　一大棵树荫下罩着井，又像是心!

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　　从没有人说过八月什么话，

　　夏天过去了，也不到秋天。

　　但我望着田垄，土墙上的瓜，

　　仍不明白生活同梦怎样的连牵。

　　Sadness of August

　　Lin Huiyin

　　In a yellow pond there are white ducks swimming,

　　Only a little taller than human body, sorghums are still green.

　　How should I put, in my pounding heart,

　　A narrow path in the field, this sadness in August?

　　Rains washed the sky clean last night, sun shines

　　On hills and leaves some shadows;

　　Sheep follow the shepherd into the village,

　　A big tree shades a well, or maybe a heart!

　　No one ever spoke of August, summer is over

　　And fall isn’t here. I look onto a farmland,

　　And then at the squashes over the clay wall,

　　I just don’t understand how life and dream connect.

　　(海岸 译)