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登高
杜甫
风急天高猿啸哀，渚清沙白鸟飞回。
无边落木萧萧下，不尽长江滚滚来。
万里悲秋常作客，百年多病独登台。
艰难苦恨繁霜鬓，潦倒新停浊酒杯。
A LONG CLIMB
Du Fu
In a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering，
Birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand，
Leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall，
While I watch the long river always rolling on.
I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn
And with my hundred years of woe, I climb this height alone.
Ill fortune has laid a bitter frost on my temples，
Heart-ache and weariness are a thick dust in my wine.
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