秋阴薄薄天风凄,黄落满空孤鸿飞。
志在江湖叫何悲,桂枝初花来几时。
得非往者失埙箎,云情月思哀独归。
青霄高处更危机,胡不少栖欲何之,霜翎雨翅不自持。
非无稻粱与菰黍,食不下咽情永辞。
江头吊影鸣愈凄,嘹唳之声矧可思。
秋阴薄薄天风凄,黄落满空孤鸿飞。
志在江湖叫何悲,桂枝初花来几时。
得非往者失埙箎,云情月思哀独归。
青霄高处更危机,胡不少栖欲何之,霜翎雨翅不自持。
非无稻粱与菰黍,食不下咽情永辞。
江头吊影鸣愈凄,嘹唳之声矧可思。
秋天的阴云薄薄地笼罩,天风凄冷;
枯黄的落叶飘满天空,一只孤鸿在飞翔。
它的志向本在江湖,鸣叫声为何如此悲伤?
桂枝刚开花的时候,它来了多久呢?
莫非是失去了往昔的埙篪伴侣?
如云的情意、如月的思念,它哀伤地独自归来。
青天高处更是危机四伏;
为何不多停留一下?它想要飞往何方?
霜染的翎羽、雨湿的翅膀,已不能自主支撑。
并非没有稻粱和菰黍可食;
食物咽不下去,心情已决意永别。
在江边对着自己的孤影哀鸣,声音愈发凄厉;
那嘹亮而哀伤的叫声,更引人深思哀愁。
Autumn gloom lies thin, the sky wind bleak and drear;
Through the vast void, a lone wild goose flies, leaves yellow and sere.
Its heart is on rivers and lakes; why does its cry sound so sad?
When the cassia first blooms, how long before its coming had?
Was it not the lost companion of the flute and ocarina?
Clouds' feeling, moon's longing—in sorrow it returns alone.
The azure heights hold greater peril, a more dangerous zone.
Why not rest a while? Where does it wish to go?
Frost-tipped wings, rain-soaked plumes—it can hardly its balance show.
Not that there's no rice, millet, or wild grain to eat;
But food sticks in its throat, its feelings bid a last retreat.
By the river's edge, it mourns its shadow, its call grows more forlorn;
The sound of its clear, shrill cry—how can it not make one mourn?
从周期视角看,孤鸿的迁徙隐喻着个体在时间洪流中的必然漂泊。
描绘孤鸿在秋风中独自飞翔的凄凉景象,寄托诗人孤寂漂泊的情怀。
本诗为七言古诗,押平声韵。
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