關於冬天的英語小詩

　　冬天不止是白雪皚皚，不止是銀裝素裹，不止是冰天雪地，更是梅花迎霜而開的時候。本文是，希望對大家有幫助!

　　篇一

　　Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

　　By Robert Frost

　　Whose woods these are I think I know.

　　His house is in the village though;

　　He will not see me stopping here

　　To watch his woods fill up with snow.

　　My little horse must think it queer

　　To stop without a farmhouse near

　　Between the woods and frozen lake

　　The darkest evening of the year.

　　He gives his harness bells a shake

　　To ask if there is some mistake.

　　The only other sound's the sweep

　　Of easy wind and downy flake.

　　The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

　　But I have promises to keep,

　　And miles to go before I sleep,

　　And miles to go before I sleep.

　　雪夜林畔駐馬

　　羅伯特.弗羅斯特

　　我想我知道這是誰的樹林.

　　他的家雖在那邊鄉村;

　　他看不到我駐足在此地,

　　佇望他的樹林白雪無垠.

　　我的小馬一定會覺得離奇,

　　停留於曠無農舍之地,

　　在這樹林和冰湖中間

　　一年中最昏暗的冬夕.

　　它將它的佩鈴朗朗一牽

　　問我有沒有弄錯了地點.

　　此外但聞微風的拂吹

　　和紛如鵝毛的雪片

　　這樹林真可愛,黝黑而深邃.

　　可是我還要趕好幾英里路才能安睡,

　　還要趕好幾英里才能安睡.

　　篇二

　　冬天將至

　　The half-stripped trees

　　半禿的樹

　　struck by a wind together

　　連遭風襲

　　bending all

　　彎了腰

　　the leaves flutter drily

　　葉乾巴巴地撲動

　　and refuse to let go

　　仍不肯離去

　　or driven like hail

　　不願冰雹似的被催落

　　stream bitterly out to one side

　　痛苦地，它們向一個方向魚貫而行

　　and fall

　　飄落

　　where the salvias, hard carmine

　　去找鼠尾草，那暗澀的深紅

　　like no leaf that ever was

　　任何樹葉都不曾有

　　edge the bare garden.

　　那草鑲嵌著光禿的花園。

　　篇三

　　The Distance of Winter

　　Zhang Cuo

　　When the ground beneath a gingko is gold,

　　I know cold-faced autumn absolutely cannot be held.

　　The words of wind brush by, an exchange of heat and cold,

　　Leaving behind a translucent space.

　　I begin to know—

　　Already it is the distance of winter.

　　There is a fog rising from the haze behind my eyes

　　In the distant gloom, so near

　　And coldly pretty,

　　Despair big with contradiction and expectation

　　Lingering in the desolation of autumn and the provocation of spring;

　　There’s a dampness, not last night’s feeling of spring,

　　But the great gray sea of winter.

　　That is a billowing poignant refusal,

　　Just as if amid the endless years

　　Trying to stop the unstoppable

　　Seasons that breezily arrive then drift away.

　　You ask me how to let winter keep its pure identity,

　　I reply, with a pale face, a twinkling frost on my temples

　　And a leopard of Hemingway

　　At Kilimanjaro, pure white ice and snow!

　　That is another kind of persistence and transparency,

　　Another type of winter distance,

　　Silent, and far beyond reach.

　　冬天的距離

　　張錯

　　等到一地銀杏滿地金黃，

　　才知道冷麵的秋，決絕不可挽留。

　　風的語言擦身而過，寒暄，

　　留下透明空間。

　　我開始明白——

　　那已經是冬天的距離。

　　有霧自迷濛眼底升起

　　在遙遠的灰暗，那麼接近

　　而且悽然美麗，

　　充滿矛盾的絕望與期盼

　　徘徊在秋的清冷與春的挑逗;

　　有一種潮溼，不是昨夜春情，

　　而是冬天灰色的大海。

　　那是一種澎湃的心酸拒絕，

　　就像在漫長的歲月裡

　　去抵擋那些無法抵擋

　　漫然而來，飄然而去的季節。

　　你問我如何讓冬天名分保持清白，

　　我回答以蒼白容顏，星霜鬢髮，

　　還有在奇里門札羅山巔，皚白冰雪

　　一隻海明威的豹!

　　那是另一種透明與堅持，

　　另一種冬天的距離，

　　沉默，並且遙不可及。