望海潮
秦观
梅英疏淡[1]，
冰澌溶泄[2]，
东风暗换年华。
金谷[3]俊游，
铜驼[4]巷陌，
新晴细履平沙。
长记误随车[5]。
正絮翻蝶舞，
芳思交加。
柳下桃蹊[6]，
乱分春色到人家。
西园[7]夜饮鸣笳[8]。
有华灯碍月，
飞盖妨花[9]。
兰苑[10]未空，
行人渐老，
重来是事堪嗟。
烟暝酒旗斜。
但倚楼极目，
时见栖鸦[11]。
无奈归心，
暗随流水到天涯。
注释：
[1]梅英疏淡：梅花逐渐褪色，变得稀疏。
[2]冰澌溶泄：冰块融化、流动。
[3]金谷：洛阳园名。
[4]铜驼：洛阳街道名。唐刘禹锡有诗：“金谷园中花几色，铜驼陌上好风吹。”
[5]误随车：错误地跟随别家女眷的车马。语出自韩愈《游城南十六首》的《嘲少年》：“直把春偿酒，都将命乞花。只知闲信马，不觉误随车。”
[6]桃蹊：桃树下的路径。源自《史记·李将军列传》：“桃李不言，下自成蹊。”
[7]西园：根据李格非《洛阳名园记》载，洛阳有董氏西园，是一时的名胜。
[8]鸣笳：本指一种胡人乐器，这里指音乐歌舞。
[9]飞盖妨花：无数车盖妨碍人们赏花。魏曹植有诗曰：“清夜游西园，飞盖相追随。”
[10]兰苑：名园，即指金谷园。
[11]栖鸦：寻找归巢的乌鸦。
Watching the Tidal Bore
Qin Guan
Mume blossoms fade;
Ice melts away;
The speechless eastern breezes bring
In early spring.
I still remember the West Garden in the shade
Of willow trees on a fine day;
We slowly toured on sandy way.
I followed a handsome carriage wrong
When willow catkins flew along
With dancing butterflies above;
My mind was full of joy and love.
Beneath peach trees spring running riot
Disturbed all houses’ quiet.
Can I forget we drank and played on the pipe at night,
The moon was outshone by lanterns bright
And flowers screened by flying canopies?
The pleasure garden glitters still with gold,
But I who come again am growing old.
Everything I see evokes but sighs.
In misty dusk the wineshop streamers slanting low.
Leaning on railings of the bar,
I gaze afar.
What I see now and then is nesting crow on crow.
What can I do apart
With a homesick heart
Which follows secretly the running brook
Until the end of the earth or its farthest nook?
注释：
The poet compares his past pleasure with his present sorrow.
《望海潮·洛阳怀古》是北宋词人秦观所写的一首伤春怀旧词。该词先是追怀往昔在西京洛阳时结伴游览名园胜迹的乐趣，继写此次重来旧地时的颓丧情绪，虽然风景不殊，却丧失了当年那种勃勃的兴致。结构上，景起情结，今昔交错，虚实交融，含蓄委婉。
The song “Watching the Tidal Bore” is a poignant and nostalgic lyric written by Qin Guan, a lyricist of the Northern Song Dynasty. It starts with a reminiscence of the fun of visiting famous gardens in the old days in Luoyang, the western capital, and continues with a description of the disillusionment of returning to the old place this time, although the scenery is not different, but the enthusiasm of the old days is lost. The structure of the poem is a mixture of the past and the present, and the real and the imaginary, with a subtle euphemism.
