Du Fu
Though a country be sundered①， hills and rivers endure；
And spring comes green again to trees and grasses.
Where petals② have been shed like tears
And lonely birds have sung their grief③.
After the war fires of three months，
One message from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin
To hold the hairpins④ any more.
① sundervt. 分开；隔开；切断 vi. 分离；断开
② petaln. 花瓣
③ griefn. 悲痛，悲伤；不幸；灾难；失败
④ hairpinn. 簪；束发夹；夹发针
春望
杜甫
国破山河在，
城春草木深。
感时花溅泪，
恨别鸟惊心。
烽火连三月，
家书抵万金。
白头搔更短，
浑欲不胜簪。
