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The Students of the Hwangnyeo Local Confucian School Made Ready a Boat and Oars and Set It Afloat on the River by Moonlight — I Record Yesterday's Outing and Thank Two or Three Men of My Home Village黃驪鄕校諸生。爲予具船楫。乘月泛江。至五更方罷。時大醉。不能作長篇以答厚意。明日將向尙州。出宿根谷村。以記昨日遊賞之樂。以謝鄕黨二三子云。

Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) 東國李相國集 · Yi Gyubo · Compiled 1241 (Goryeo, 28th year of King Gojong); revised and enlarged 1251 · 1 passages · 170 Chinese characters · reading time 1.9 min

Dongguk Isangguk Jip (Collected Works of Minister Yi of the Eastern Country) Former Collection, Book 6 The collected writings of Yi Gyubo of Goryeo, gathered and cut in woodblock by his son Yi Ham in 1241 and revised and enlarged by his grandson Yi Ikbae in 1251. It holds poems and rhapsodies, memorials and reports sent up to the king, records written for temples and pagodas, stele and tomb inscriptions, letters and prefaces, and the state letters that passed to and from the Mongols during the invasions. The Lay of King Dongmyeong, which sings the founder of Goguryeo, stands in volume 3 of the first collection, and the daily life of a man who called himself the White Cloud Layman — with his wine, his zither and his verse — fills the later collection. The book closes with the last poem he wrote as his eyes failed and he laid down the brush, and with the dirge and tomb inscription others made for him after his death.

一簇蒼山根。寒江開碧鑑。黛色曉連娟。縠紋晴瀲灎。肯携二三子。畫鷁凌晨泛。極浦水漫漫。長天遠如蘸。淸壺瀉綠醅。密席羅紅臉。金釵舞前落。寶扇歌底掩。哀箏雜慢管。遠逐風磨颭。晚泊白沙汀。綠樹繫紅纜。落日隱半䂓。到山聞暮梵。入夜又放船。月色淸可攬。浦口觀叉魚。銀刀亂相枕。膾雪隨刃飛。猒飫不可啖。商笛聲斷續。漁燈影明暗。終宵宴不疲。浮白聊快飮。好在鏡湖水。何時賜賀監。更待明年春。浴沂吾與點。厚意何以酬。短投無奈慊。

At the foot of one cluster of green hills the cold river opened a blue mirror. The color of eyebrows ran fair on into the dawn, and the brocade figures cleared and rippled. Gladly I led two or three men and braved the dawn afloat in a painted kingfisher boat. The far inlet lay dim and dim with water, and the long sky seemed steeped far away. From a clear bottle we poured out green makgeolli, and on the crowded mats red cheeks were ranged in rows. Golden hairpins danced and fell before us; jeweled fans hid their faces beneath the songs. A mournful zither mingled with the slow flutes and, following the wind afar, raised up the waves. At dusk we moored at a white sandbar and tied the red hawser to a green tree. The setting sun hid itself half away, like a compass, and coming to the hill we heard the evening chanting. Night came on and we set the boat loose again, and the moonlight was so clear that one could grasp it. At the head of the inlet I watched them spear the fish: things like silver knives lay cut down in confusion upon one another. Slices like snow flew from the edge of the blade, and we were cloyed and could eat no more. A merchant's flute broke off and took up again, and the shadows of the fishing lamps grew bright and dark. Feasting the whole night through we were not wearied, and raising the forfeit cup we drank deep for its own sake. Are you well, waters of Jinghu (鏡湖)? When will you be bestowed upon Director He (賀監)? Again I shall wait for the spring of next year: to bathe in the Yi (沂水) — in that I shall be with Zeng Dian (曾點). With what shall I repay your weighty kindness? I toss you a short piece — what help is there for its falling short?

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時泊舟入一寺。

At that time we moored the boat and went into a certain temple.