少年书卷是生涯,白屋清朝自起家。
数上封章思有补,一生悃愊静无华。
初瞻玉节星轺下,俄见铭旌粉篆斜。
天理冥冥谁可度,但伤零落掩淮沙。
少年书卷是生涯,白屋清朝自起家。
数上封章思有补,一生悃愊静无华。
初瞻玉节星轺下,俄见铭旌粉篆斜。
天理冥冥谁可度,但伤零落掩淮沙。
少年时以书卷为生涯,
从清寒的屋舍起身,在清明的朝廷自立门户。
屡次呈上奏章,思虑有所补益,
一生诚恳朴实,静默无华。
初见他持玉节、乘星轺降临,
转眼却见铭旌上粉写的篆字斜挂。
天理幽渺,谁能测度?
只悲伤他零落,掩埋在淮河的沙土之下。
In youth, his life was books and scrolls, a scholar's way,
From humble hut to court at dawn, he rose alone.
Time and again, memorials penned, hoping to sway,
A life sincere and plain, without a gaudy tone.
First seen with jade tally, star-carriage descending low,
Then too soon, the spirit banner with slanting script appears.
Heaven's ways are dark—who can their depths truly know?
We grieve his fall, now buried by the Huai's sands and tears.
个人奋斗史映射出时代流动与治理逻辑。
追忆逝者清贫起家、勤学致仕的一生,充满哀悼与缅怀。
本诗为七言律诗,押平声韵。
东山书院编辑整理