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庆历四年春,滕子京谪守巴陵郡。越明年,政通人和,百废具兴,乃重修岳阳楼 ,增其旧制,刻唐贤今人诗赋于其上;属予作文以记之。予观夫巴陵胜状,在洞庭一湖。衔远山,吞长江,浩浩汤汤,横无际涯;朝晖夕阴,气象万千;此则岳阳楼之大观也,前人之述备矣。然则北通巫峡,南极潇湘,迁客骚人,多会于此,览物之情,得无异乎? 若夫霪雨霏霏,连月不开;阴风怒号,浊浪排空;日星隐耀,山岳潜形;商旅不行,樯倾楫摧;薄暮冥冥,虎啸猿啼;登斯楼也,则有去国怀乡,忧谗畏讥,满目萧然,感极而悲者矣!至若春和景明,波澜不惊,上下天光,一碧万顷;沙鸥翔集﹐锦鳞游泳,岸芷汀兰,郁郁青青。而或长烟一空,皓月千里,浮光跃金,静影沈璧,渔歌互答,此乐何极﹔登斯楼也,则有心旷神怡,宠辱偕忘、把酒临风,其喜洋洋者矣!嗟夫!予尝求古仁人之心,或异二者之为,何哉?不以物喜,不以己悲,居庙堂 之高,则忧其民;处江湖之远,则忧其君。是进亦忧,退亦忧;然则何时而乐耶?其必曰:「先天下之忧而忧,后天下之乐而乐欤!」噫!微斯人,吾谁与归!时六年九月十五日。
On Yueyang Tower
by Fan Zhongyan of Song Dynasty
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli1, Teng Zijing was demoted to be the prefect of Baling District. Next year, the political situation was favorable and the relationship between people was harmonious. All the plans that had been suspended were now resumed. Therefore, Yueyang Tower was under repair, and new designs were added to the old structure. There engraved on it were poems and essays of the sages of Tang Dynasty and of our contemporaries. Then I was asked to give an account of it. I can see, well, that the beauty of Baling centers on Dongting Lake, which holds distant hills and swallows the Yangtze River, looking so huge and vast, and extending so wide and boundless (or: so vast and so boundless). With the glory of the morning and the gloom of the evening, the grand view is so changeable in multi-aspects. This is the great panorama of Yueyang Tower. Our ancestors already had a full version of it. However, as the tower connects Gorge Wu2 in the north and Xiao Xiang3 in the south, demoted officials and sentimental poets often gather here. Should there be no difference in their feelings when they watch the same scenes? Well, when heavy rains last for months at a stretch, when dismal winds roar in fury and murky billows surge to the sky, when the sun and stars conceal their light and mountains hide their contour, when merchants cease their travel and masts of ships crumble and oars broken, when twilight descends, dim and dull, with tigers growling and apes crying, there are those, ascending this tower and eyeing the scenes so depressing, who will lament with strong emotions for leaving the capital and being away from home, and with the fear of being slandered and criticized. But when the water is waveless in warm spring against pretty scenery, when all’s a myriad acres of blue between the bright sky above and the bright sky mirrored in the water, when gulls hover and gather on sands and fishes swim with glittering scales, when so fragrant are zhi herb on the bank and orchid on the shoal, or when there are no mists and clouds with the bright moon shining over thousand miles, when the water reflects the light with silvery specks and the moon cuts its calm image in the lake like a sinking jade, when fishermen sing in response to each other, enjoying their happiness to the utmost, there are those, ascending this tower, who will lift the wine cup against the wind, being jocund and carefree, jovial and complacent, forgetful of all favors or disgraces. Alas! Once I tried to understand the mind of ancient virtuous men. They might behave differently from the two kinds of people. Why? They didn’t delight in worldly things, or grieve for their own sake. They would be concerned with people at large as courtiers in levees of the emperor. They would be concerned with their sovereign as hermits in the remote corners of the country. So they always had anxieties whether as courtiers or as hermits. Then, when would they be happy? They would say, “Grieve before all the people under heaven grieve; enjoy after all the people under heaven enjoy.” Well, if not with such men, whom will I socialize (or: mingle)? This is written on the fifteenth day of the ninth moon in the sixth year.
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