主题：乌鸦 -- 夜如何其

试译一个，给老兄凑趣：

原诗：

Dust of Snow

BY ROBERT FROST

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The way a crow

Shook down on me

The dust of snow

From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart

A change of mood

And saved some part

Of a day I had rued.

译文：

雪雾

作者：弗罗斯特

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黑鸟惊挥翅，

掀得雪雾迷。

人思邻杉树，

雪落覆寒衣。

琐事连天扰，

烦心少计驱。

多亏乌羽客，

一瞬送清奇。

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注：据网文分析，乌鸦、铁杉树（有毒汁，药死苏格拉底那种）、尘埃，这些事物都象征着死亡。作者正因俗事郁闷得紧，忽然被乌鸦溅落的雪尘给提醒了自己是要死亡的，眼前这点破事还有啥了不得呢！（这个还真得知道他们的典故才看得懂啊）

“It is this recognition of death that inspires the narrator to have a change of heart: once he realizes he is condemned to death, his day takes on a whole new meaning. Moreover, the crow is a dark bird and a symbol for death, as well as the “dust” imagery—to dust we shall return.”

我大清早起，

站在人家檐上呀呀的啼，

人家不高兴，说我不吉利，

我不能呢呢喃喃的讨人家欢喜。

再顾烦琐事

老子不吃这一套