《静夜思》英文翻译

《静夜思》英文翻译：
Before my bed a pool of light.Can it be hoarfrost on the ground?Looking up, I find the moon bright;Bowing, in homesickness I'm drowned.
原文：
静夜思
唐朝：李白
床前明月光，疑是地上霜。举头望明月，低头思故乡。
释义：明亮的月光洒在窗户纸上，好像地上泛起了一层霜。我禁不住抬起头来，看那天窗外空中的一轮明月，不由得低头沉思，想起远方的家乡。

扩展资料：
静夜思创作背景：
《静夜思》是唐代诗人李白所作的一首五言古诗。此诗描写了秋日夜晚，诗人于屋内抬头望月的所感。诗中运用比喻、衬托等手法，表达客居思乡之情，语言清新朴素而韵味含蓄无穷，历来广为传诵。
李白的《静夜思》创作于唐玄宗开元十四年（726年）九月十五日的扬州旅舍，时李白26岁。同时同地所作的还有一首《秋夕旅怀》。在一个月明星稀的夜晚，诗人抬望天空一轮皓月，思乡之情油然而生，写下了这首传诵千古、中外皆知的名诗《静夜思》。
参考资料来源：百度百科—静夜思

Thoughts in the Still of the NightA pool of moonlight before the bed,Took it to be frost on the ground.Raised my head to gaze at the moon,And lowered it to think of home.
李白 《静夜思》
床前明月光，疑是地上霜。举头望明月，低头思故乡。
《静夜思》是伟大诗人李白的作品，表达的是思乡之情。这首诗虽然只有区区二十个字，但就流传非常广泛，它几乎是全世界华人耳熟能详的一首名篇。在我国最广为流传的《静夜思》版本是明朝版本，与宋朝版本个别字有出入。

《静夜思》英文版
《静夜思》

床前明月光，

疑是地上霜；

举头望明月，

低头思故乡。

译文一

On A Quiet Night

I saw the moonlight before my couch,

And wondered if it were not the frost on the ground.

I raised my head and looked out on the mountain moon,

I bowed my head and thought of my far-off home.

by S. Obata

译文二

Night Thoughts

I wake, and moonbeams play around my bed,

Glittering like hoar-frost to my wandering eyes;

Up towards the glorious moon I raise my head,

Then lay me down-and thoughts of home arise.

by Herbert A. Giles

译文三

The Moon Shines Everywhere

Seeing the Moon before my couch so bright

I thought hoar frost had fallen from the night.

On her clear face I gaze with lifted eyes:

Then hide them full of Youth?s sweet memories.

by W.J.B. Fletcher.

译文四

In the Quiet Night

So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed.

Could there have been a frost already?

Lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight.

Sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home.

by Witter Bynner

译文五

Night Thoughts

In front of my bed the moonlight is very bright,

I wonder if that can be frost on the floor?

I lift up my head and look at the full moon, the dazzling moon.

I drop my head, and think of the home of old days.

Bright moonlight before the bed, doubt is frost on the ground.
Raising my head, I see the moon so bright; withdrawing my eyes, my nostalgia comes around。