我的征尘是星辰大海。。。
The dirt and dust from my pilgrimage forms oceans of stars...
-------当记忆的篇章变得零碎，当追忆的图片变得模糊，我们只能求助于数字存储的永恒的回忆
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第十二折求职图间。 暑气蒸腾日影迟，奔波求职路多岐。 屡逢冷眼心犹壮，频处高墙志未移。 每向晚晴倾苦绪，常从浅笑获支持。 愿凭笔底三分力，争得同栖一霎时。 却说苏玉求职屡遭挫折，这日顶烈日奔走数家公司，皆碰壁而归。 见晚晴于河池边候他，眼眶一热，将委屈道出。 晚晴轻拍其肩，以帕拭他额汗。 君才高志远，岂会久居人下？且歇，妾陪你。 苏玉赶集，吟浪淘沙。 求职路漫漫，暑气如煎，屡逢冷眼志犹坚。 幸有青青相作伴，暖我心田。 风雨暂相干，不改情欢，愿凭肝胆争清欢。 待得云开明月照，共筑新缘。 第十三折，河池共会。 河池烟柳画中开，共执柔毫向碧台。 笔落忽成双鹭影，墨凝疑是并头钗。 情丝慢染宣笺上，蜜意深藏画本微。 愿把此图常作伴，朝朝暮暮赏莲台。 晚晴未解苏玉烦忧，邀至画室，取莲池景为绘。 苏玉握笔，手却轻颤。 晚晴笑握其手，莫慌，随心画。 二人共绘间，笔端尽显双鹭戏水，恰似他俩。 苏玉题画，荷间共绘意绵绵，墨染情丝入画间。 双鹭应知尘世好，愿随山水共婵娟。 第十四折，雨夜探病。 骤雨敲窗夜半惊，忽闻病骨叹伶仃。 披蓑冒雨匆匆去，持药含情细细烹。 盏里汤温融病骨，心中意暖化寒冰。 愿为烛火长相伴，照你情窗到五更。 一日，苏玉染疾卧床，晚晴闻之冒雨持药赶来。 煎药时，苏玉见她鬓湿衣寒，泪落金枕，晚晴笑，君若安好。 且便无忧。 苏玉强起，题清平乐。 雨敲窗冷，病骨添愁闷。 忽见青来如旧整，泪洒残灯孤枕。 药香慢绕围屏，情丝暖透寒冰。 愿化梁间双燕，共栖这处温馨。 第十五折，梦圆路岛。 秋光染透鹭江波，喜讯忽传笑意多。 求职中 得安身所，携手同吟并蒂歌。 愿把前尘都作酒，共浇此际好山河。 从今鹭岛为家畔，岁岁诗间伴玉珂。 后月余，苏玉忠得心仪职位，二人于鹭江头对月把盏。 苏玉笑，此后可筑巢鹭岛，与卿长相守。 晚晴亦喜极而泣，苏玉再赋鹧鸪天。 鹭岛秋光映碧流，良缘终得解烦忧。 求职路险情尤炽，共枕窗寒爱未休。 心已许，梦方酬，从今携手泛兰舟。 诗笺作伴山河老，不负卿卿不负秋。 自此，这对恋人在鹿岛烟火里将情笺续写，岁岁年年，故事如荷池香远，待后人听那诗中情长。
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第十二折求职途间。 暑气蒸腾日影迟，奔波求职路多岐。 屡逢冷眼心犹壮，频处高墙志未移。 每向晚晴倾苦绪，常从浅笑获支持。 愿凭笔底三分力，争得同栖一霎时。 却说苏玉求职屡遭挫折，这日顶烈日奔走数家公司，皆碰壁而归。 见晚晴于荷池边候他，眼眶一热，将委屈道出。 晚晴轻拍其肩，以帕拭他额汗。 君才高志远，岂会久居人下？且歇，妾陪你。 苏玉感极，吟浪淘沙。 求职路漫漫，暑气如煎，屡逢冷眼志犹坚。 幸有青青相作伴，暖我心田。 风雨暂相干，不改情欢，愿凭肝胆争清欢。 待得云开明月照，共筑新缘。 第十三折，荷池共会。 荷池烟柳画中开，共执柔毫向碧台。 笔落忽成双鹭影，墨凝疑是并头钗。 情丝慢染宣笺上，蜜意深藏画本微。 愿把此图常作伴，朝朝暮暮赏莲台。 晚晴未解苏玉烦忧，邀至画室，取莲池景为绘。 苏玉握笔，手却轻颤。 晚晴笑握其手，莫慌，随心画。 二人共绘间，笔端尽显双鹭戏水，恰似他俩。 苏玉题画，荷间共绘意绵绵，墨染情丝入画间。 双鹭应知尘世好，愿随山水共婵娟。 第十四折，雨夜探病。 骤雨敲窗夜半惊，忽闻病骨叹伶仃。 披蓑冒雨匆匆去，持药含情细细烹。 盏里汤温融病骨，心中意暖化寒冰。 愿为烛火长相伴，照你情窗到五更。 一日，苏玉染疾卧床，晚晴闻之冒雨持药赶来。 煎药时，苏玉见她鬓湿衣寒，泪落金枕，晚晴笑，君若安好。 且便无忧。 苏玉强起，题清平乐。 雨敲窗冷，病骨添愁闷。 忽见青来如旧整，泪洒残灯孤枕。 药香慢绕围屏，情丝暖透寒冰。 愿化梁间双燕，共栖这处温馨。 第十五折，梦圆鹭岛。 秋光染透鹭江波，喜讯忽传笑意多。 求职终得安身所，携手同吟并蒂歌。 愿把前尘都作酒，共浇此际好山河。 从今鹭岛为家畔，岁岁诗间伴玉珂。 后月余，苏玉终得心仪职位，二人于鹭江头对月把盏。 苏玉笑，此后可筑巢鹭岛，与卿长相守。 晚晴亦喜极而泣，苏玉再赋鹧鸪天。 鹭岛秋光映碧流，良缘终得解烦忧。 求职路险情尤炽，共枕窗寒爱未休。 心已许，梦方酬，从今携手泛兰舟。 诗笺作伴山河老，不负卿卿不负秋。 自此，这对恋人在鹭岛烟火里将情笺续写，岁岁年年，故事如荷池香远，待后人听那诗中情长。
英文翻译
Scene 12: On the Road to Job Search The summer heat steams, the daylight lingers slow, On winding paths, seeking work, I come and go. Cold stares I meet, yet my heart remains bold, Facing high walls, my resolve still holds. Each evening, I pour out my bitter distress, Often from gentle smiles I gain solace, no less. With the strength of my pen, I dare to strive, For a moment of peace where we both can thrive. It is said that Su Yu encountered repeated setbacks in his job search. On this day, under the scorching sun, he went to several companies, only to be rejected each time. Seeing Wanqing waiting for him by the lotus pond, his eyes grew hot, and he poured out his grievances. Wanqing gently patted his shoulder and wiped the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief. "With your talent and ambition, how could you remain under others forever? Rest a while, and let me accompany you." Su Yu, deeply moved, recited "Waves Washing Sand": The road to a job stretches long, Summer heat like a simmering pain, Cold stares I meet, yet my will remains strong. Thanks to Qingqing, my heart finds no strain, Warming my soul like a song. Though storms may come and go, Our joy unchanged shall flow. With courage, I’ll strive for sweet delight, Till clouds part and moonlight bright, We’ll build anew, side by side in light. Scene 13: Meeting at the Lotus Pond By the lotus pond, mist and willows like a painting unfold, Together we hold soft brushes toward the jade terrace of old. Suddenly, twin egrets appear from the brush, Ink congeals as if hairpins in a hush. Feelings slowly dye the paper sheet, Sweetness hides in the painting, discreet. May this picture forever be our companion, Morning and evening, admiring the lotus pavilion. Wanqing, understanding Su Yu’s worries, invited him to her studio and began painting the lotus pond scene. As Su Yu took the brush, his hand trembled slightly. Wanqing smiled, took his hand, and said, "Don’t worry, just follow your heart." As they painted together, the brush revealed twin egrets playing in the water, much like themselves. Su Yu inscribed the painting: Among lotuses, we paint, feelings deep, Ink dyes our love into the picture’s keep. The twin egrets should know the world’s delight, Willing to follow mountains and waters, day and night. Scene 14: Visiting the Sick on a Rainy Night Sudden rain pounds the window, startling midnight’s peace, I hear of a sickly frame, sighing in loneliness. Donning straw cloak, braving rain, I hurry away, Holding medicine, I tend it with care, slow to sway. The warm soup in the cup melts the illness away, Warmth in my heart turns cold ice to gentle sway. Willing to be a candle, forever by your side, Shining on your window till dawn’s early tide. One day, Su Yu fell ill and lay in bed. Hearing of it, Wanqing braved the rain, carrying medicine, and rushed over. While decocting the medicine, Su Yu saw her hair wet and clothes cold, and tears fell on the golden pillow. Wanqing smiled, "If you are well, then I am carefree." Su Yu forced himself up and wrote "Pure Serene Music": Rain pounds the window cold, Illness adds gloom untold. Suddenly I see Qingqing, as before, Tears fall on the lone lamp and pillow, sore. Medicine fragrance around the screen, Love warms the ice, serene. May we turn to swallows in the beam, Together in this cozy dream. Scene 15: Dream Fulfilled on Egret Island Autumn light dyes the waves of Egret River, Joyful news comes, smiles ever. At last, I find a place to stay, Hand in hand, we sing a song of love’s array. Let past sorrows be turned to wine, To toast these hills and rivers fine. From now, Egret Island is our home, Year by year, poems with jade ornaments roam. A month later, Su Yu finally obtained his desired position. The two of them drank by the Egret River under the moon. Su Yu smiled, "Now I can build a nest on Egret Island and stay with you forever." Wanqing wept with joy. Su Yu wrote another poem, "Partridge in the Sky": Egret Island’s autumn light on blue stream flows, Good fortune ends our worries and woes. The road to work was steep, yet love burned bright, Sharing cold pillows, our love never takes flight. Hearts pledged, dreams fulfilled, From now, hand in hand, a boat we build. With poems as companions, till hills grow old, I’ll never betray you, nor autumn cold. From then on, this couple continued to write their love story amid the worldly life of Egret Island. Year after year, their tale, like the fragrance of the lotus pond far and wide, awaits future generations to hear the enduring poetry of their love.
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