畫眉鳥 – 歐陽修
百囀千聲隨意移，山花紅紫樹高低。
始知鎖向金籠聽，不及林間自在啼。
A Quatrain by Ouyang Xiu
(Song Thrush)
Now they chirr, now they chirrup, now they chirp at will,
Midst fair flowers, twixt tall and short trees on the hill,
I realise why the gold-caged thrushes cannot trill
Like those free ones in wild bushes with such a thrill.
Tr. Ziyuzile
(To be revised)
