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驱车上东门

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驱qū车chē上shàng东dōng门mén,
遥yáo望wàng郭guō北běi墓mù。

I drive the cart up to the East Gate, and gaze far at the graves north of the walls.

白bái杨yáng何hé萧xiāo萧xiāo,
松sōng柏bǎi夹jiā广guǎng路lù。

How the white poplars rustle and sigh; pines and cypresses line the broad road.

下xià有yǒu陈chén死sǐ人rén,
杳yǎo杳yǎo即jí长cháng暮mù。

Beneath lie those long dead—dim, dim, entered into the eternal dusk.

潜qián寐mèi黄huáng泉quán下xià,
千qiān载zài永yǒng不bù寤wù。

They sleep hidden beneath the yellow springs; a thousand years and never wake.

浩hào浩hào阴yīn阳yáng移yí,
年nián命mìng如rú朝zhāo露lù。

Vast, vast, yin and yang move on; the span of life is like the morning dew.

人rén生shēng忽hū如rú寄jì,
寿shòu无wú金jīn石shí固gù。

A man's life is sudden as a lodging; his years have not the firmness of metal or stone.

万wàn岁suì更gèng相xiāng迭dié,
贤xián圣shèng莫mò能néng度dù。

Ten thousand years pass in succession; neither sage nor worthy can get beyond.

服fú食shí求qiú神shén仙xiān,
多duō为wéi药yào所suǒ误wù。

Those who swallow drugs and seek immortality are mostly ruined by the medicines.

不bù如rú饮yǐn美měi酒jiǔ,
被bèi服fú纨wán与yǔ素sù。

Better to drink fine wine and wrap oneself in silk and plain white cloth.

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