毛泽东的诗词《水调歌头·重上井冈山》和翻译

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毛泽东的诗词《水调歌头·重上井冈山》和翻译

1927年10月，毛泽东率领秋收起义部队到达井冈山，开辟工农武装割据道路，并沿着这条农村包围城市的道路取得了中国革命胜利。

1965年，离开井冈山已38年的毛泽东说：“我老了，经常梦到井冈山。很想去看看……”

毛泽东回想着昔日的革命岁月，再次看到井冈山和国内天翻地覆的变化，感慨万千，写下《水调歌头·重上井冈山》诗词。宝刀未老，斗志未减，雄心勃勃。重上井冈山之后不久，一场史无前例的文化运动登场。

在诗人看来，整个人类世界仍然是风云激荡，战旗飞舞，充满着各种矛盾和斗争。诗人的作品鼓舞人们不怕任何困难、险阻，要有战天斗地、夺取胜利的英雄气概。

《重上井冈山》诗词非常优美、通俗易懂，应该比《沁园春·雪》更胜一筹。它最早被发表于《诗刊》1976年1月号，是毛泽东主席生前最后发表的两首词之一。诗词当时发表后，还被配有音乐，成为很好听的歌曲。

水调歌头·重上井冈山

毛泽东1965年5月

久有凌云志，

重上井冈山。

千里来寻故地，

旧貌变新颜。

到处莺歌燕舞，

更有潺潺流水，

高路入云端。

过了黄洋界，

险处不须看。

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风雷动，

旌旗奋，

是人寰。

三十八年过去，

弹指一挥间。

可上九天揽月，

可下五洋捉鳖，

谈笑凯歌还。

世上无难事，

只要肯登攀。

译文：

很久以前我就有上天摘云彩的壮志，今天再一次登上雄伟的井冈山。千里迢迢来寻访当年的第一个革命根据地，昔日的面貌已经换成了新的风景。到处是黄莺娓娓动听的歌声，紫燕翩翩起舞，还有那潺潺流淌的溪水，多么令人陶醉和快乐。山上的道路接通云端。越过了最险要的黄洋界，其它险要的地方就不必再看啦。

风雷滚动，红旗高举，实行革命，这才是人的世界。从当年率领秋收起义的工农革命军上井冈山，到今天已经有38年，如同弹指的瞬间。革命者有上九重天摘取明月和有下海捉乌龟的英雄气概。达到目的，在谈笑间随着凯歌，胜利归来。战胜世上任何困难，这就如同登山，只要努力攀登，就一定能够到达最高峰。

英文翻译：

Song of Water Melody·Revisiting Jinggang Mountain

Mao Zedong (March 1965)

I have long had a lofty ambition,

I am returning to Jinggang Mountain.

I have come a thousand miles to find my old place,

and the old place has been transformed into a new one.

There are birds singing and dancing everywhere,

and there are gurgling waters,

and the high road reaches the clouds.

After passing Huangyangjie,

there is no need to look at the dangerous places.

The wind and thunder are roaring,

and the flags are flying,

this is the human world.

Thirty-eight years have passed,

in the blink of an eye.

I can reach the moon in the sky,

and catch turtles in the five oceans, and return home with a triumphant song.

Nothing is difficult in the world,

as long as you are willing to climb.

下面是许渊冲的英文翻译：

Tune: Prelude to the Melody of Water Mount Jinggang Reascended

May 1965

Above the clouds I've long aspired to soar,

And so I come up Mount Jinggang once more.

A long trip brings me to my old familiar nook,

Where everything has taken on a new look.

Here orioles sing, there swallows swirl,

O'er there streams purl,

And cloud-capped roads lead to the sky.

But after Huangyangjie,

No perilous place will arrest the eye.

The storm is raging

With flags unfurled:

Such is man's world.

Thirty-eight years are gone

As fast as a fillip is done.

We can bring down the moon from the ninth heaven,

Or catch the giant turtles in the sea,

And come back amid triumphant songs in high glee.

Nothing is hard under the sky

If we but dare to climb up high.