刘禹锡·《浪淘沙》英译

八月涛声吼地来，

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须臾却入海门去，

卷起沙堆似雪堆。

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Liu Yuxi

In the eighth moon, the surf roared onto the land.

Its lofty crest dashed against the rock and turned back.

In a moment it recorded into the sea-gale,

Rolling up drifts of sand like snow.