子云投阁为奇字,君山杀身非谶书。
埋狱谁能知匣剑,焚城何意祸池鱼。
赐玦应知谢冠佩,杖藜自尔就田庐。
丈夫盖棺事乃已,白发勿羞樵与渔。
子云投阁为奇字,君山杀身非谶书。
埋狱谁能知匣剑,焚城何意祸池鱼。
赐玦应知谢冠佩,杖藜自尔就田庐。
丈夫盖棺事乃已,白发勿羞樵与渔。
扬雄为了奇异的文字而投阁;
桓谭被害,并非因为谶纬之书。
宝剑埋于狱底,谁能知晓?
城池遭焚,为何殃及池中之鱼?
赐我玉玦,应知我辞谢官服冠冕;
拄着藜杖,从此归隐田园茅庐。
大丈夫之事,盖棺方能论定;
白发苍苍,不必羞于砍柴捕鱼的生活。
For the sake of rare scripts, Ziyun threw himself from the tower;
Lord Shan met his death, not due to prophetic books.
Who, with the sword buried in the casket, knew its worth from the prison's gloom?
How could the city's blaze bring disaster to the fish in the pond?
Receiving the jade ring, I know to decline official cap and sash;
Leaning on a staff of thorn, I'll henceforth retire to my cottage and fields.
A true man's deeds are sealed only when the coffin lid is closed;
With white hair, feel no shame in woodcutting or fishing.
文字与命运的博弈,揭示了古代知识分子的认同危机。
借古喻今,感慨文人因文字遭祸的命运。
本诗为七言律诗,押平声韵。
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