耶律楚材·《庚辰西域清明》

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On Memorial Day in 1240, in the West Frontier

Yelü Chucai

Passing by the frontier on Memorial Day,

As a remote guest, I was welcome cordially.

The Pass cannot illustrate the wild birds’ singing,

The hilly nameless flowers are in vivid blooming.

The grape-brewed wine got me melancholy,

Cold bright agate cup puzzled my eyes tipsy.

I’d like imaging good views of my hometown,

That pear-blooming yard blocked the partridge song.

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清明时节过边城，

远客临风几许情。

野鸟间关难解语，

山花烂熳不知名。

蒲萄酒熟愁肠乱，

玛瑙杯寒醉眼明。

遥想故园今好在，

梨花深院鹧鸪声。



On Memorial Day in 1240, in the West Frontier

Yelü Chucai

Passing by the frontier on Memorial Day,

As a remote guest, I was welcome cordially.

The Pass cannot illustrate the wild birds’ singing,

The hilly nameless flowers are in vivid blooming.

The grape-brewed wine got me melancholy,

Cold bright agate cup puzzled my eyes tipsy.

I’d like imaging good views of my hometown,

That pear-blooming yard blocked the partridge song.