园林随分有清凉,走遍人间梦几场。
铁砚磨成双鬓雪,桑弧射得一绳麻。
光阴画纸为棋局,事业看题检药囊。
受用切身如此尔,莫于身外更干忙。
园林随分有清凉,走遍人间梦几场。
铁砚磨成双鬓雪,桑弧射得一绳麻。
光阴画纸为棋局,事业看题检药囊。
受用切身如此尔,莫于身外更干忙。
园林随意间自有清凉之处,
走遍人间,经历了几场幻梦。
铁砚磨墨,将双鬓磨成了白雪,
桑木弓射出,仅得一线麻绳般的微功。
光阴如同画在纸上的棋盘,
平生事业,不过是检看药囊上的标签。
能享受这些切身的体验便已足够,
切勿在自身之外徒然忙碌奔波。
The garden, as it may, offers its share of cool shade,
I've walked through human realms, how many dreams have I made?
The iron inkstone ground my temples to frosty white,
The mulberry bow shot but a single hempen line in sight.
Time is a chessboard drawn on paper, vast and bare,
My life's work—checking prescriptions in a medicine pouch I bear.
To find contentment in what truly touches one's own skin,
Why chase beyond the self, in futile hustle to begin?
园林作为物理空间,提供了对人生周期反思的场域。
写园林清凉与人间奔走的对比,抒发对闲适生活的向往与人生如梦的感慨。
本诗为七言律诗,押平声韵。
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