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<\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness\u9727\u5929\u548c\u8c50\u76db\u679c\u5be6\u7684\u5b63\u7bc0 Until they think warm days will never cease, \u76f4\u81f3\u871c\u8702\u4ee5\u70ba\u6696\u548c\u7684\u65e5\u5b50\u6c38\u4e0d\u96e2\u958b \u300aTo Autumn by John Keats\u300b\u300a\u81f4\u79cb\u5929 (\u6fdf\u6148) \u300b Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness\u9727\u5929\u548c\u8c50\u76db\u679c\u5be6\u7684\u5b63\u7bc0 Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun\u4f60\u662f\u592a\u967d\u7684\u6210\u719f\u646f\u53cb Conspiring with him how to load and bless\u540c\u5b83\u5408\u8b00\u5982\u4f55\u666e\u964d\u795d\u798f\u4eba\u74b0 With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves … Continue reading <\/a><\/a><\/p>\n
\nClose bosom-friend of the maturing sun\u4f60\u662f\u592a\u967d\u7684\u6210\u719f\u646f\u53cb
\nConspiring with him how to load and bless\u540c\u5b83\u5408\u8b00\u5982\u4f55\u666e\u964d\u795d\u798f\u4eba\u74b0
\nWith fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; \u5e36\u679c\u7684\u85e4\u8513\u7e5e\u6a90\u6500\u5ef6
\nTo bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, \u5354\u540c\u6eff\u8eab\u82d4\u7da0\u7684\u860b\u679c\u6a39\u5728\u8fb2\u838a\u5074\u9762
\nAnd fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; \u6559\u6bcf\u68f5\u679c\u5be6\u90fd\u5f9e\u6838\u5fc3\u719f\u900f
\nTo swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells\u5145\u5927\u846b\u8606\u6559\u699b\u5b50\u5916\u7a40\u8139\u786c
\nWith a sweet kernel; to set budding more, \u540c\u751c\u7c9f\u7c73\u4f7f\u9072\u4f86\u7684\u7e41\u82b1\u958b\u653e
\nAnd still more, later flowers for the bees, \u9577\u4e45\u4f9b\u871c\u8702\u5306\u5fd9<\/p>\n
\nFor Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells. \u56e0\u70ba\u590f\u795e\u5df2\u4f7f\u8702\u871c\u6ea2\u6eff\u8702\u5de2
\nWho hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? \u8ab0\u4e0d\u898b\u4f60\u9577\u99d0\u5009\u5eab\u4e2d\u592e
\nSometimes whoever seeks abroad may find \u8ab0\u5728\u5916\u9762\u5c0b\u8993\u5fc5\u7136\u770b\u898b
\nThee sitting careless on a granary floor, \u4f60\u6162\u6563\u5730\u5750\u5728\u7ce7\u5009\u5730\u9762
\nThy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; \u4f60\u7684\u79c0\u9aee\u5728\u5c71\u8c37\u98a8\u4e2d\u98c4\u63da
\nOr on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep, \u6216\u5728\u6536\u5272\u904e\u7684\u7281\u6e9d\u88e1\u9163\u7761
\nDrows’d with the fume of poppies, while thy hook \u6216\u5728\u6536\u5272\u904e\u7684\u7281\u6e9d\u88e1\u9163\u7761
\nSpares the next swath and all its twined flowers: \u4f60\u624b\u4e2d\u7684\u942e\u5200\u8b93\u904e\u4e00\u58df\u838a\u7a3c\u548c\u91ce\u82b1
\nAnd sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep\u4f60\u6709\u6642\u50cf\u62fe\u8352\u8005\u7d30\u5fc3\u6536\u62fe\u8c37\u7a57
\nSteady thy laden head across a brook; \u80cc\u7740\u7a57\u7d91\u4f4e\u982d\u6d89\u904e\u6e05\u6eaa
\nOr by a cider-press, with patient look, \u6216\u5728\u69a8\u6c41\u6a5f\u65c1\u7d30\u5fc3\u6ce8\u8996
\nThou watchest the last oozings hours by hours \u5b88\u8457\u6700\u5f8c\u4e00\u6ef4\u679c\u6f3f\u4e0d\u8a08\u6642\u5149
\nWhere are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? \u6625\u6b4c\u4f55\u8655\u54ce\u6625\u5728\u4f55\u65b9
\nThink not of them, thou hast thy music too, \u2013 \u5225\u61f7\u5ff5\u6625\u5929\u4f60\u6709\u81ea\u5df1\u7684\u6b4c
\nWhile barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, \u7576\u6563\u96f2\u653e\u5149\u7167\u4eae\u6f38\u901d\u7684\u767d\u65e5
\nAnd touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; \u7576\u665a\u971e\u67d3\u7d05\u6574\u500b\u50b2\u66fc\u7684\u5e73\u539f
\nThen in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn \u8a69\u5531\u822c\u7684\u868a\u868b\u65bc\u6b64\u6642\u9cf4\u6028
\nAmong the river sallows, borne aloft \u98db\u7e5e\u5728\u6cb3\u7684\u6dfa\u7058\u4e0a
\nOr sinking as the light wind lives or dies\u96a8\u5fae\u98a8\u9ad8\u4f4e\u548c\u9cf4
\nAnd full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; \u6210\u9577\u7684\u7f8a\u5152\u5728\u5c71\u4e0a\u53eb\u97ff
\nHedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft \u7c6c\u908a\u7684\u87cb\u87c0\u548c\u9cf4\u9ad8\u5531
\nThe red-breast whistles from a garden-croft; \u5728\u83dc\u5712\u88e1\u76f4\u5531\u81f3\u80f8\u524d\u7d05\u4eae
\nAnd gathering swallows twitter in the skies. \u6b78\u4f86\u7684\u71d5\u5b50\u5728\u7a7a\u4e2d\u5462\u5583\u7d6e\u8a9e<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"