Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again
--by Xu Zhimo
Farewell 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 floating heart growing in the sludge
Sways leisurely under the water;
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 rainbow from the sky;
Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds
Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream?
To seek a dream? 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 splendor of starlight.
But I cannot sing aloud
< p> Quietness is my farewell music;Even summer insects heap silence 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
Help:< /p>
Rosy: adj. rose-colored, rose red
Shimmering: adj. slightly shiny
Sludge: n. soft mud, silt, mineral mud , slime
Leisurely: adv. Take your time
Duckweeds: n.[Plant] duckweed
Gently I left, as gently as I Come;
I wave gently and say goodbye to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willows by the river are the bride in the sunset;
The beautiful shadows in the ripples of light are rippling in my heart.
The green banana-plants on the soft mud sway gracefully under the water;
In the soft waves of the Cam River, I am willing to be a waterweed!
The pool under the shade of elm trees is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky
Crushed among the floating algae, a rainbow-like dream precipitates.
Looking for a dream? Take a long punt pole and slowly row upstream to where the grass is greener.
Load a whole boat of starlight and sing in the colorful starlight.
But I can't sing, silence is the shengxiao of parting;
The summer insects are also silent for me, silence is tonight's Cambridge.
I leave as quietly as I came;
I wave my sleeves and don’t take away a single cloud.