Wang Wei: Seated Among Quiet Bamboos All Alone, I Play My Strings, Whistle Long On My Own 王維 獨坐幽篁裡 彈琴復長嘯 深林人不知 明月來相照 Poem by Frank Yue

Wang Wei: Seated Among Quiet Bamboos All Alone, I Play My Strings, Whistle Long On My Own 王維 獨坐幽篁裡 彈琴復長嘯 深林人不知 明月來相照

SMALL HOUSE AMID THE BAMBOOS
- Wang Wei (701—761)

Seated among quiet bamboos all alone,
I play my strings, whistle long on my own.
Deep in the woods, no one else belongs here,
None but my true companion, the Moon clear.

Another translated version
- by Andrew W.F. Wong (Huang Hongfa) 譯者: 黃宏發

House in the Bamboo Grove
- Wang Wei (701-761)

Alone I sit, in the bowers of the bamboo trees,
My zither I pluck, then, long and loud I sing.
Deep in the forest, none knows I exist,
None but the moonlight, to me, solace you bring.

【竹里館】 王維

獨坐幽篁裡,
彈琴復長嘯。
深林人不知,
明月來相照。

Thursday, December 17, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: alone,house,moon,music,woods
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