Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again
--- by Xu Zhimo
Very quietly I take my leave
As quietly as I came here;
Quietly I wave good-bye
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
The golden willows by the riverside
Are young brides in the setting sun;
Their reflections on the shimmering waves
Always linger in the depth of my heart.
The floatingheart growing in the sludge
Sways leisurely
;
In the gentle waves of Cambridge
I would be a water plant!
That pool under the shade of elm trees
Holds not water but the
from the sky;
Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds
Is the sediment of a
-like
?
To seek a
? Just to pole a boat upstream
To where the green grass is more verdant;
Or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight
And sing aloud in the splendour of starlight.
But I cannot sing aloud
Quietness is my farewell music;
Even summer insects heep
for me
Silent is Cambridge tonight!
Very quietly I take my leave
As quietly as I came here;
Gently I flick my sleeves
Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away
November 6,1928
輕輕的我走了,
正如我輕輕的來；
我輕輕的招手,
作別
.
那河畔的金柳,
是夕陽中的新娘；
波光里的艷影,
在我的心頭蕩漾.
軟泥上的
,
悠悠的在水底招搖；
在
的柔波里,
我甘心做一條水草!
那榆蔭下的一潭,
不是清泉,是天上虹,
揉碎在浮藻間,
沉淀著彩虹似的夢.
尋夢?撐一支長蒿,
向青草更青處漫溯,
滿載一船
,
在
斑斕里放歌.
但我不能放歌,
悄悄是別離的笙簫；
也為我沉默,
沉默是今晚的
!
悄悄的我走了,
正如我悄悄的來；
我揮一揮衣袖,
不帶走一片云彩.