曾记武林日,岁上德星堂。
相君襟度夷雅,容我少年狂。
辇路升平风月,禁陌清时锺鼓,嗺送紫霞觞。
回首十年事,解后衮衣乡。
古今梦,元一辙,谩千场。
纷纷间较目睫,谁解识方将。
霜落南山秋实,风卷北邻夜燎,世事正匆忙。
天意那可问,只愿善人昌。
曾记武林日,岁上德星堂。
相君襟度夷雅,容我少年狂。
辇路升平风月,禁陌清时锺鼓,嗺送紫霞觞。
回首十年事,解后衮衣乡。
古今梦,元一辙,谩千场。
纷纷间较目睫,谁解识方将。
霜落南山秋实,风卷北邻夜燎,世事正匆忙。
天意那可问,只愿善人昌。
曾记得在临安的日子,每年登上德星堂。
宰相胸怀平和高雅,容我年少轻狂。
御路升平风月,宫巷清时钟鼓,催送紫霞美酒。
回首十年间事,偶然重逢于显贵之乡。
古今如梦,原本同辙,空演千场。
纷纭世间较量眼前短利,谁人懂得长远方略。
霜落南山催熟秋实,风卷北邻夜祭燎火,世事正匆忙。
天意岂可追问,只愿善人昌盛。
I recall those days in the capital, yearly ascending the Hall of Virtuous Stars.
The minister's bearing was broad and elegant, tolerating my youthful fervor.
The imperial road, peaceful breeze and moon; palace lanes, clear-era bells and drums urged on cups of purple霞 wine.
Looking back on ten years' events, by chance I encounter the land of ministerial robes.
Ancient and modern dreams share one track, vainly played a thousand times.
Amid bustling comparisons of eyelash-length vision, who understands the grand strategy?
Frost falls on the southern hill, autumn fruits; wind sweeps the northern neighbor's night torch—the affairs of the world press urgently.
Heaven's intent—how can it be questioned? I only wish the good to prosper.
魏了翁回忆京城生涯并感慨世事。
辨识方将是对复杂博弈中长远布局的呼唤。
追忆往昔宴饮交游,感慨世事纷繁变迁,表达对善人昌盛的祈愿。
少年狂 · 十年事 · 天意
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