兹山信雄深,钟梵上云雨。
微吾紫阳翁,几何不豪取。
有来青牛车,肯作白鹿主。
诗书夜被之,一变至邹鲁。
唐虞际淳熙,此道日方午。
涧声撼皇坟,山翠湿章甫。
纷其四方人,会此共谈麈。
岳也互乡童,屦二不及户。
却后七十年,空堂凛遗矩。
四书在乾坤,六老自今古。
昭回云汉光,不隔天尺五。
厥惟貂续难,谨勿小吾土。
兹山信雄深,钟梵上云雨。
微吾紫阳翁,几何不豪取。
有来青牛车,肯作白鹿主。
诗书夜被之,一变至邹鲁。
唐虞际淳熙,此道日方午。
涧声撼皇坟,山翠湿章甫。
纷其四方人,会此共谈麈。
岳也互乡童,屦二不及户。
却后七十年,空堂凛遗矩。
四书在乾坤,六老自今古。
昭回云汉光,不隔天尺五。
厥惟貂续难,谨勿小吾土。
这座山确实雄伟幽深,
钟声梵唱直上云霄烟雨之中。
若不是我的紫阳先生(朱熹),
这般胜境岂不早已被豪强占据?
曾有乘坐青牛车的高士到来,
甘愿在此作白鹿洞的主人。
日夜以诗书覆盖身心,
使此地一变而成为邹鲁般的礼乐之乡。
在唐虞盛世与淳熙年间,此道正如日中天。
涧水之声震撼着皇坟,
山间的翠色沾湿了儒生的冠巾。
四方之人纷纷聚集于此,
相会在此共同谈玄论道。
我(方岳)本是互乡的童子,
穿着破鞋还未能登堂入室。
待到七十年之后,
空寂的讲堂仍凛然留存着他的规矩。
四书的精神永存于天地之间,
六位先贤(或指洞中先哲)自在古今长存。
那银河回转的璀璨光芒,
离天不过一尺五寸之遥。
继承先贤事业实在艰难,
切莫轻视我们这片土地。
This mountain is truly majestic and deep,
Its bells and chants rise through cloud and rain.
Were it not for my Master of Ziyang,
How could such grandeur not be claimed?
A blue ox cart came here once,
Willing to be master of the white deer.
Poetry and books covered him at night,
Transforming this place to the land of Zou and Lu.
In the age of Tang Yu and the Chunxi reign, this Way was at its noon.
The stream's sound shakes the imperial tombs,
The mountain's emerald dampens the scholar's cap.
People gather from all directions,
Meeting here to discuss the dust of discourse.
I, Yue, a child from a rustic village,
With worn shoes, barely reached the threshold.
Seventy years have passed since then,
The empty hall still chills with his legacy.
The Four Books endure between heaven and earth,
The Six Elders stand through past and present.
The shining light of the Milky Way,
Is not a foot and a half from the sky.
To continue this legacy is hard indeed,
Take care not to belittle our land.
山水意象唤起对自然周期的深层认同。
描绘白鹿洞山势雄浑幽深,钟声梵音穿透云雨。
本诗为五言古诗,押平声韵。
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