叫尽三巴月,凄凉杜宇声。
今人谁与语,故主自呼名。
啼血嗟何意,前身恨未平。
转喉曾有讳,弄舌似犹生。
姓字诸禽识,君臣易世轻。
提壶无意绪,醉魄谩飞鸣。
叫尽三巴月,凄凉杜宇声。
今人谁与语,故主自呼名。
啼血嗟何意,前身恨未平。
转喉曾有讳,弄舌似犹生。
姓字诸禽识,君臣易世轻。
提壶无意绪,醉魄谩飞鸣。
它的叫声响彻三巴之地的月夜,
那是杜鹃凄凉哀怨的啼鸣。
如今的人们能与谁倾诉衷肠?
它只是在呼唤故主的名姓。
啼血悲鸣究竟有何深意?
是前世的怨恨至今未能平息。
它曾因避讳而改变鸣叫声调,
那巧舌如簧仿佛至今犹存。
它的姓氏名字众鸟皆能辨识,
君臣之义在改朝换代中被看轻。
提壶鸟也了无意绪欢唱,
醉魄徒然想要振翅飞鸣。
It cries through the moonlit night in the Three Ba lands,
A desolate sound, the cuckoo's call.
To whom can people of today speak?
Its ancient master's name it recalls.
What meaning lies in its blood-streaked cry?
A grudge from a former life, not yet gone by.
Once, changing its voice, it held a taboo dear,
Its chattering tongue seems still alive and clear.
Its name and surname, all birds know and heed,
The bond of lord and subject fades with each new breed.
The wine-bearer bird feels no urge to sing,
A drunken soul in vain attempts to take wing.
杜宇声唤乡愁,是文化认同与情感记忆的深刻联结。
描绘月下杜宇凄凉的啼声,渲染出孤寂悲凉的羁旅情怀。
本诗为五言排律,押平声韵。
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