黍离《国风.王风》

彼黍离离，彼稷之苗。

行迈靡靡，中心摇摇。

知我者，谓我心忧；

不知我者，谓我何求。

悠悠苍天，此何人哉？

彼黍离离，彼稷之穗。

行迈靡靡，中心如醉。

知我者，谓我心忧；

不知我者，谓我何求。

悠悠苍天，此何人哉？

彼黍离离，彼稷之实。

行迈靡靡，中心如噎。

知我者，谓我心忧；

不知我者，谓我何求。

悠悠苍天，此何人哉？

Look at the lush millet seedlings in our field,

Yet I walk wearily

for my heart unable to be tranquility .

Who understand me say

that person full of anxiety;

Who don't,

wonder whatever does he want.

Oh my God! Who am I.

Look at the plantiful millet tassels in our

field,

Yet I stumble along

As if I drunk with none.

Who understand me say

that person distressed;

Who don't,

wonder whatsoever does he want.

Oh my God! Who am I.

Look at the fruitful millet grains in our field,

Yet I stagger nearly choked.

Who understand me say

that person full of sorrow;

Who don't,

wonder what on earth does he want.

Oh my God! Who am I.