附英譯。RIP

 

A Tribute to Master Wan’s Writings (《萬爺文章祭》英譯詩)

 

A thousand scrolls of pearls in jade retreats,

Where ink through ages breathes its fragrant streams.

He chronicled the grace of ancient feats,

And judged the Spring and Autumn by moonbeams.

 

Across the plain, the driven winds disperse the haze,

I sing, though grief unending stirs my song.

Such matchless wit and heart no time can raise—

The chant is done, frost whitens brows forlorn.

 

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