【汉译英】
常常是黄昏或者夜晚。丢了一天的疲倦和纷扰 , 我漫步在未名湖边的小路上。明灭闪烁的路灯撒下朦朦胧胧的光晕, 如雾似雨。摇曳的树影和轻轻的晚风, 送来花的清香。间或有数点草虫的鸣叫, 一缕缕年轻人的笑语和歌声, 飘到小路上来, 与湖面上倒映的灯火 , 暗蓝的树, 天上的星光, 一抹晚霞或一钩淡淡的新月, 辉映成有声有色的图景。真像是一首诗, 一首写不尽读不完的诗。
【参考译文】
Often it was at dusk or evening when a day's troubles and fatigue were over, I wandered along the paths around Lake No-Name. A misty hale surrounded the twinkling light from the lampposts, and the trees waved; along with the soft breeze came the pleasant fragrance of flowers. Occasionally you could hear insects chuckling and young people's laughing and singing. These, together with the reflection of the lamppost on the water, the dark blue shapes of trees, the starlight high above in the night sky, and sometimes with a touch of the setting sun or a crescent of the new moon, produced a colorful scene, a scene of poem, which is forever being written and read.
