Loom is working,with her slender hand operating.
But no cloth can be made after so many days and nights,because of her slack mind and crying eyes.
I look up to the milkyway,which is clear and bright.
It looks like a river narrow and shallow,but actually a canoyn deep and forever.
The girl and her lover,knowing they'll never join together,are in silence watching each other.
自己翻译的。这首诗的中文意思你知道吧。我的翻译直译过来是这样的：
“牵牛星如此遥远，在银河的另一边，织女在这边一直等待。
织布机在转动，她纤细的手在操作着。
但日日夜夜，还是什么布也织不出来，因为她疲惫的心和流泪的眼。
我仰望银河，明亮清澈。
看似一条浅浅窄窄的小河，实际则是永恒的深深峡谷。
织女和她的恋人，知道无法两人相见，只是在沉默中望着对方。”
这么复杂的翻译，用翻译机一点用也没有。翻译出来的东西根本意思不通。
Rather, Altair, Jiaojiao woman two opposing powers.
Su pull slender hands, Zha Zha get loom.
The day, not a chapter, Qiti zero rain.
Two opposing powers clear and shallow, quite different re-create many.
Ying-Ying 1 of water, the tenderness no words
古诗翻译出来完全都没味道啦
迢迢牵牛星
（无名氏）
迢迢牵牛星，皎皎河汉女。
纤纤擢素手，札札弄机杼。
终日不成章，泣涕零如雨。
河汉清且浅，相去复几许？
盈盈一水间，脉脉不得语。