红冈小塔枫林路,曾见承平歌舞。
舞罢人归,月斜影转,重见郎官星度。
乡关境土,又二十馀年,桑麻深露。
说与闾巷,少年知得当时否。
如今苍颜白发,问耕聊尔耳,依稀农圃。
父老吾伊,深山鸡黍,谁念乱离父母。
村南昼午。
谩对客烹茶,笑谈今古。
千岁迢迢,竹风时扫户。
红冈小塔枫林路,曾见承平歌舞。
舞罢人归,月斜影转,重见郎官星度。
乡关境土,又二十馀年,桑麻深露。
说与闾巷,少年知得当时否。
如今苍颜白发,问耕聊尔耳,依稀农圃。
父老吾伊,深山鸡黍,谁念乱离父母。
村南昼午。
谩对客烹茶,笑谈今古。
千岁迢迢,竹风时扫户。
红冈小塔旁的枫林路,我曾见过承平年代的歌舞。
歌舞罢人群散去,月影西斜转移,重又见到郎官星度临的吉兆。
故乡的境土,又过了二十多年,已被桑麻深深遮蔽。
说给巷子里的人听,少年们可知道当时的情景吗?
如今我容颜苍老白发满头,谈及耕种不过是随口说说,依稀像个老农。
父老们咿呀交谈,在深山里备办鸡黍之宴,谁还惦念乱离中失散的父母?
村南的晌午时分。
随意地为客人烹茶,笑谈古今之事。
千年岁月悠悠漫长,竹风不时吹扫着门户。
The path through maple woods by the small tower on Red Ridge, where I once saw the dances of peaceful times.
The dance ended, people returned; the moon slanted, shadows turned—again I see the star of a Lang official passing.
My homeland's soil, after more than twenty years, is deeply covered by mulberry and hemp.
Speak of it to the village lanes: do the youths today know how it was then?
Now with a weathered face and white hair, I talk of farming merely in passing, vaguely like a gardener.
Elders chant, in deep mountains chicken and millet feast—who remembers our parents in the chaos of flight?
South of the village, at high noon.
Leisurely, for guests I brew tea, laughing and discussing past and present.
A thousand years stretch far and away, bamboo winds now and then sweep the door.
重归故里,感怀世事变迁。
在漫长的历史周期中,个体记忆与集体认同交织。
词人重游故地,追忆承平歌舞,感怀乱离岁月与人生变迁。
承平歌舞 · 苍颜白发 · 乱离父母 · 笑谈今古
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