今天我给大家朗诵一首诗,名字叫<静夜思>这句话用英文怎么说啊

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静夜思 李白 床前明月光,疑是地上霜. 举头望明月,低头思故乡. 1).In the Still of the Night I descry bright moonlight in front of my bed. I suspect it to be hoary frost on the floor. I watch the bright moon, as I tilt back my head. I yearn, while stooping, for my homeland more. （徐忠杰） 2).A Tranquil Night Abed, I see a silver light, I wonder if it\‘s frost aground. Looking up, I find the moon bright; Bowing, in homesickness I\‘m drowned. (许渊冲译) 3).In the Quiet Night So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed--- Could there have been a frost already? Lifting my head to look, I found that it was moonlight. Sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. (Tr. Witter Bynner) 4). 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. ( Tr. Herbert A. Giles) 5). 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 noon, I bowed my head and though of my far-off home. (TR. S. Obata) 6). 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. (Tr. W.J.B. Fletcher) 7). Night Thoughts In front of my bed the moonlight is very bright. I wonder if that can be frost on the floor? I list up my head and look at the full noon, the dazzling moon. I drop my head, and think of the home of old days. (Tr. Amy Lowell) 8). Thoughts in a Tranquil Night Athwart the bed I watch the moonbeams cast a trail So bright, so cold, so frail, That for a space it gleams Like hoar-frost on the margin of my dreams. I raise my head, - The splendid moon I see: Then droop my head, And sink to dreams of thee - My father land , of thee! (Tr. L.Cranmer-Byng) 9). Nostalgia A splash of white on my bedroom floor. Hoarfrost? I raise my eyes to the moon, the same noon. As scenes long past e to mind, my eyes fall again on the splash of white, and my heart aches for home.