{"id":179,"date":"2009-11-27T17:34:03","date_gmt":"2009-11-27T22:34:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=179"},"modified":"2017-02-22T21:22:54","modified_gmt":"2017-02-23T02:22:54","slug":"%e6%9c%88%e4%b8%8b%e7%8d%a8%e9%85%8c-%e5%94%90-%e6%9d%8e%e7%99%bd","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=179","title":{"rendered":"\u300a\u6708\u4e0b\u7368\u914c\u300b__  (\u5510) \u674e\u767d"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u82b1\u9593\u4e00\u58fa\u9152\u00a0 \u7368\u914c\u7121\u76f8\u89aa<br \/>\n\u8209\u676f\u9080\u660e\u6708\u00a0 \u5c0d\u5f71\u6210\u4e09\u4eba<br \/>\n\u6708\u65e2\u4e0d\u89e3\u5f71\u00a0 \u5f71\u5f92\u96a8\u6211\u8eab<br \/>\n\u66ab\u4f34\u6708\u5c07\u5f71\u00a0 \u884c\u6a02\u9700\u53ca\u6625<br \/>\n\u6211\u6b4c\u6708\u5f98\u5f8a\u00a0 \u6211\u821e\u5f71\u96f6\u4e82<br \/>\n\u9192\u6642\u540c\u4ea4\u6b61\u00a0 \u9189\u5f8c\u5404\u5206\u6563<br \/>\n\u6c38\u7d50\u7121\u60c5\u904a\u00a0 \u76f8\u671f\u9088\u96f2\u6f22<\/p>\n<p><strong>Drinking Alone in Moonlight<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <em>tr By SL Kong<\/em><\/p>\n<p>A bottle in hand amid flowers plentiful<br \/>\nDrinking alone with no one dear to hold<br \/>\nI raise my cup to invite the moon for my drinking mate<br \/>\nHer light casts my shadow so we have a three-some date<br \/>\nThe moon knows not how to drink or cheer<br \/>\nLeaving only my shadow to follow me here and there<br \/>\nTogether for the moment we happily play<br \/>\nAnd make merry this spring day<br \/>\nI sing and the moon lingers far and near<br \/>\nI dance and my shadow flutters hither and where<br \/>\nSober we remain cheerful and gay<br \/>\nDrunk we part to go each other&#8217;s own way<br \/>\nWe pledge togetherness for eternity<br \/>\nTo parallel the legendary lovers in the galaxy<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><strong>Drinking Alone by Moonlight<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <em>tr By Arthur Waley<\/em><\/p>\n<p>A cup of wine, under the flowering trees;<br \/>\nI drink alone, for no friend is near.<br \/>\nRaising my cup I beckon the bright moon,<br \/>\nFor he, with my shadow, will make three men.<br \/>\nThe moon, alas, is no drinker of wine;<br \/>\nListless, my shadow creeps about at my side.<br \/>\nYet with the moon as friend and the shadow as slave<br \/>\nI must make merry before the Spring is spent.<br \/>\nTo the songs I sing the moon flickers her beams;<br \/>\nIn the dance I weave my shadow tangles and breaks.<br \/>\nWhile we were sober, three shared the fun;<br \/>\nNow we are drunk, each goes his way.<br \/>\nMay we long share our odd, inanimate feast,<br \/>\nAnd meet at last on the Cloudy River of the sky.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u82b1\u9593\u4e00\u58fa\u9152\u00a0 \u7368\u914c\u7121\u76f8\u89aa \u8209\u676f\u9080\u660e\u6708\u00a0 \u5c0d\u5f71\u6210\u4e09\u4eba \u6708\u65e2\u4e0d\u89e3\u5f71\u00a0 \u5f71\u5f92\u96a8\u6211\u8eab \u66ab\u4f34\u6708\u5c07\u5f71\u00a0 \u884c\u6a02\u9700\u53ca\u6625 \u6211\u6b4c\u6708\u5f98\u5f8a\u00a0 \u6211\u821e\u5f71\u96f6\u4e82 \u9192\u6642\u540c\u4ea4\u6b61\u00a0 \u9189\u5f8c\u5404\u5206\u6563 \u6c38\u7d50\u7121\u60c5\u904a\u00a0 \u76f8\u671f\u9088\u96f2\u6f22 Drinking Alone in Moonlight\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 tr By SL Kong A bottle in hand amid flowers plentiful Drinking alone with no one dear to hold I raise my &hellip; 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