[ Sûi Chhiú Liam Lāi］［隨手拈來］
“Sù Kui chi jī” Sím KongBûn
「思歸之二」 沈光文
“Sù Kui chi jī” Sím KongBûn
Sap sap hong siaⁿ kàu tek thang,
Kheh tô͘ chhiu
sù kèng lân kàng.
Sng hui pak hōaⁿ thian hun kài,
Goe̍h chiò ka
hn̂g boán tō͘ kang.
Hong tó bô bî cheng gō sek,
Êng têng iú kiok iòng
sin kng.
Iā chhim chhē iú iân khe khì,
Phàⁿ khàu chhâ mn̂g
kiaⁿ pūi bâng.
「思歸之二」 沈光文
颯颯風聲到竹窗，客途秋思更難降。
霜飛北岸天分界，月照家園晚渡江。
荒島無薇增餓色，閒庭有菊映新缸。
夜深尋友沿溪去，怕叩柴門驚吠尨
Tông si Hō Tichiong “Hôe hiong ngó͘ sū”
唐詩 賀知章 「回鄉偶書」
Tông si Hō Tichiong “Hôe hiong ngó͘ sū”
Siàu siáu lî ka láu tōa hôe,
Hiong im
bô kái pìn mô͘ soe；
Jî tông siōng kiàn put siong se̍k,
Siàu mn̄g kheh chiông hô chhú lâi.
唐詩 賀知章 「回鄉偶書」
少小離家老大回，
鄉音無改鬢毛衰；
兒童相見不相識，
笑問客從何處來。
He Zhizhang “Coming Home”
I left home young. I return old;
Speaking as then, but with hair grown thin;
And my children, meeting me, do not know me.
They smile and say: "Stranger, where do you come from?"
Sù Kui chi it Sím KongBûn
思歸之一 沈光文
Sòe sòe sù kui su put kêng, Khip kî
bô lō͘ kèng sûi tông.
Siân bêng khip lò͘ ko lân pá, Ho̍k
khì lêng siau lō͘ chū khang.
Chheng hái tô pun hoa long seh, Siong
phiau iā tōng hio̍h siau hong.
Thāi khòaⁿ hân iàn lâm poe chì, Būn
sìn hoân eng kòe oa̍t tong.
［隨手拈來］
「思歸之一」 沈光文
歲歲思歸思不窮，泣歧無路更誰同。
蟬鳴吸露高難飽，鶴去凌霄路自空。
青海濤奔花浪雪，商飆夜動葉梢風。
待看塞雁南飛至，問訊還應過越東。
Tông si Lí Siongún “Teng lo̍k iû goân”
唐詩 李商隱 「登樂遊原」
Li Shangyin “The Leyou Tombs”
Hiòng boán ì put sek, Khu chhia teng
kó͘ goân.
Se̍k iông bû hān hó, Chi sī kūn hông
hun.
唐詩 李商隱 登樂遊原
向晚意不適， 驅車登古原。
夕陽無限好， 只是近黃昏。
With twilight shadows in my heart
I have driven up among the Leyou Tombs
To see the sun, for all his glory,
Buried by the coming night.
[ Sûi Chhiú Liam Lāi］［隨手拈來］
“Oan Lí Se̍k Koa” Chhòa Chìnhong
〈苑裡蓆歌〉蔡振豐
“Oan Lí Se̍k Koa” Chhòa Chìnhong
Oan Lí hū, It hô kang, Put sū chhân sáng hòe lí
hông.
Cha̍p chí chhiam chhiam ji̍t chò khó͘, Tek chu
che̍k í hōng ko͘ ong.
Sit put ti bī bang put ham, Jîn tiōng seⁿ lú put
seⁿ lâm.
Seⁿ lâm koán hiòng phû liông khì, Seⁿ lú tiâu
tiâu hōng chí kam.
Kin ji̍t put oân bêng ji̍t chit, Bêng ji̍t put
oân kè í se̍k.
Kun put kiàn, Chhian tiâu bān lú khí hoe bûn,
Cho͘ sêng hùi chin bí jîn la̍t！
〈苑裡蓆歌〉蔡振豐
苑裡婦，一何工，不事蠶桑廢女紅。
十指纖纖日作苦，得資藉以奉姑翁。
食不知味夢不酣，人重生女不生男。
生男管向浮梁去，生女朝朝奉旨甘。
今日不完明日織，明日不完繼以夕。
君不見，千條萬縷起花紋，組成費盡美人力！
Tông si Liú Chonggoân “Kang Seh”
唐詩 柳宗元 「江雪」
Tông si Liú Chonggoân “Kang Seh”
Chhian san niáu poe choa̍t, Bān kèng jîn chông bia̍t.
Ko͘ chiu sui le̍h ong, To̍k tiò hân kang seh.
唐詩 柳宗元 「江雪」
千山鳥飛絕， 萬徑人蹤滅。
孤舟簑笠翁， 獨釣寒江雪。
Liu Zongyuan “River Snow”
A hundred mountains and no bird,
A thousand paths without a footprint;
A little boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man fishing in the cold river-snow.
《Tó tó phû hûn kòa chhiū siau》
【朶朶白雲掛樹梢】
《Tó tó phû hûn kòa chhiū siau》
Chhit giân choa̍t kú：Hā pêng saⁿ ngâu
Būn: San Iá Kong Seng
Tó tó phû hûn kòa chhiū siau,
lêng khong hui ian oa̍t chheng
kau.
Ngô͘ iû sù hái pêng sûi sèng,
Chhian lí hoân hau ku khó phau.
【朶朶白雲掛樹梢】 七言絕句：下平三肴
文： 山野狂生
朶朶浮雲掛樹梢，
凌空飛雁越青郊。
遨遊四海憑隨性，
千里煩囂俱可拋。
Tông si Ông Kiàn “Sin kè liûⁿ”
唐詩 王建 「新嫁娘」
Tông si Ông Kiàn “Sin kè liûⁿ”
Saⁿ ji̍t ji̍p tû hā,
Sé chhiú chò keⁿ thng.
Bōe am ko͘ sit sèng,
Seng khián sió ko͘
tam.
唐詩 王建 新嫁娘
三日入廚下， 洗手作羹湯。
未諳姑食性， 先遣小姑嘗。
Wang Jian “A Bride”
On the third day, taking my place to cook,
Washing my hands to make the bridal soup,
I decide that not my mother-in-law
But my husband's young sister shall have the fiat taste.
唐詩 王維 「相思」
Tông si Ông ûi “Siuⁿ si”
Âng tāu seng lâm kok, Chhun lâi hoat kúi ki.
Goān kun to chhái hiat, Chhú bu̍t chòe siuⁿ si.
唐詩 王維 「相思」
紅豆生南國，
春來發幾枝。
願君多采擷，
此物最相思。
Wang Wei “One Hearted”
When those red berries come in spring time,
Flushing on your southland branches,
Take home an armful, for my sake,
As a symbol of our love.
Tông si Lí Siongún “Bô tê chi saⁿ”
唐詩 李商隱 「無題之三」
Li Shangyin “To One unnamed III”
Siong kiàn sî lân pia̍t iā lân, Tang hong bô la̍t pah hoe chân.
Chhun siân kàu sí si hong chīn, La̍h kū sêng hoe lūi sí kan.
Hiáu kiàⁿ tān chhiû hûn pìn kái, Iā gîm eng kak goe̍h kng
hân.
Phông lâi chhú khì bô to lō͘, Chheng chiáu in khîn ûi thàm
khòaⁿ.
相見時難別亦難， 東風無力百花殘。
春蠶到死絲方盡， 蠟炬成灰淚始乾。
曉鏡但愁雲鬢改， 夜吟應覺月光寒。
蓬萊此去無多路， 青鳥殷勤為探看。
Time was long before I met her, but is longer since we
parted,
And the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone,
And the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die
And every night the candles will weep their wicks away.
Mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing,
Yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song.
...It is not so very far to her Enchanted Mountain
O blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!
