千金买骏马，百金市蛾眉。
长安酒家楼，挥洒惊人诗。
天子不得臣，公卿气吞之。
俯视儿女辈，自诡男子奇。
谁知金陵都，五年重来兹。
黑貂日以敝，尘埃鬓成丝。
故人风雨散，知己今为谁。
郭侯山西英，而有熊豹姿。
巍峩西忠庙，乔木人所思。
垂芳到云仍，大将奕世为。
兄弟各三衙，父子步武随。
万户侯冠军，金印何累累。
虽然平戎策，终鬰未得施。
方今群胡扰，似觉虏运衰。
达靼军其西，会以蒙国斯。
蛇豕互吞噬，干戈极猖披。
盗贼毛猬起，歛民及刀锥。
父老思汉官，壶浆傒王师。
吾君自神武，妙算出筹帷。
收揽天下才，尺寸不可遗。
机会一日来，恢复此其时。
况如郭侯者，礼贤正谦卑。
使之会云龙，列城归指麾。
安知古中原，不使同驱驰。
过也久沦落，狂名诸公知。
然亦壮心胆，志慕鞭四夷。
脱靴呼将军，举扇障元规。
有音世不赏，诗酒聊自嬉。
霜风忽无情，一夜冷彻肌。
高卧百尺楼，闭门无晨炊。
起视匣中剑，依旧光陆离。
有恩或可报，一死所不辞。
花费千金购买骏马，
耗费百金购置美人。
在长安的酒楼之中，
挥笔写下惊人的诗篇。
天子不能使我为臣，
公卿我也能气吞视之。
俯视那些儿女之辈，
自称要成就男子汉的奇志。
谁料想在这金陵都城，
五年之后我又重来此地。
黑貂皮衣日渐破旧，
尘埃染白了双鬓如丝。
故友像风雨般离散，
如今知己还有谁人？
郭侯是山西的英杰，
有着熊豹般威武的姿容。
巍峨的西忠庙耸立，
高大的乔木引人怀思。
美名流传直至云孙仍辈，
大将世代相继为之。
兄弟三人各掌三衙，
父子相继跟随步伐。
身为万户侯的冠军，
金印累累何其繁多。
虽然怀有平定戎狄的计策，
却始终郁结不得施展。
如今群胡侵扰纷乱，
似乎觉得胡虏气运已衰。
达靼军队驻扎在西边，
将会与蒙古国相会。
蛇与野猪互相吞噬，
干戈战乱极其猖獗。
盗贼如刺猬毛般蜂起，
搜刮民财直至刀锥之微。
父老乡亲思念汉家官吏，
箪食壶浆迎接王师。
我们的君主天生神武，
妙算运筹于帷幄之中。
收揽天下的贤才，
尺寸之能也不遗漏。
机会一旦来临，
恢复中原就在此时。
何况像郭侯这样的人，
礼贤下士正是谦卑。
假使他能会合云龙，
诸城都将归其指挥。
怎知古老的中原，
不能让我们一同驰骋？
我刘过长久沦落失意，
狂放的名声诸位公卿知晓。
然而也壮大了心胆，
志向仰慕鞭笞四方夷狄。
脱靴直呼将军，
举扇遮挡元规（指权贵）。
有才华却不被世人所赏识，
只好以诗酒自我嬉戏。
霜风忽然无情吹起，
一夜之间寒冷彻骨。
高卧在百尺楼头，
闭门家中晨炊已断。
起身查看匣中的宝剑，
依旧光芒闪烁陆离。
若有恩情或可报答，
一死也在所不辞。
A thousand gold for a fine steed I'd pay,
A hundred gold for a beauty's brow so fair.
In a tavern of Chang'an, I'd spend my day,
Writing verses that startle, beyond compare.
Not even the Son of Heaven could make me his minister,
And high officials I'd swallow with a breath.
Looking down upon the common folk, I'd whisper,
To prove myself a man of courage, defying death.
Who would have thought, in Jinling's capital town,
After five long years, I'd return again?
My sable robe grows worn, its glory brown,
Dust has settled, turning my temples to a silvery chain.
Old friends scattered like leaves in wind and rain,
Who is my bosom friend now, I ask in vain?
Lord Guo, a hero from Shanxi's domain,
Bears a stature like a bear or leopard, fierce and plain.
The lofty Western Loyalty Temple stands tall,
With ancient trees that stir men's thoughts in thrall.
Its fragrance reaches clouds, to descendants all,
Great generals in succession heed the call.
Three brothers each hold high command in the guard,
Father and son follow in step, never marred.
A champion marquis with ten thousand households in ward,
Golden seals hang heavy, a glorious award.
Yet though he has strategies to pacify the border,
They remain suppressed, unused, in sad disorder.
Now the northern tribes cause turmoil and slaughter,
It seems their fortune wanes, their power grows shorter.
The Dada army camps to the west,
Soon to meet the Mongol state, put to the test.
Snakes and boars devour each other, never at rest,
Weapons run rampant, putting peace to arrest.
Bandits rise like bristling hedgehogs, far and wide,
Squeezing the people, down to the knife's sharp side.
The elders long for Han officials to preside,
With pots of wine, they await the royal army's tide.
Our sovereign, divine and martial, wise and grand,
Calculates strategies from his tent, across the land.
Gathering talents from all under heaven's hand,
Not a single inch of ability left unmanned.
When the chance arrives, that one awaited day,
The time for restoration will be underway.
Moreover, Lord Guo, in his humble way,
Honors the worthy, with courtesy he'll sway.
If he could join forces like cloud and dragon in play,
Cities would return to his command, without delay.
Who knows if the ancient Central Plains, in disarray,
Might not see us galloping together, come what may?
I, Guo, have long been lost in decline and dismay,
My wild reputation known to lords, they say.
Yet my heart remains bold, my courage holds sway,
I aspire to whip the four barbarians, come what may.
I'd take off boots and call the general, in my way,
Or raise a fan to block a petty ruler's ray.
My voice finds no reward in this world's fray,
So with poetry and wine, I while the time away.
The frosty wind turns ruthless, without a stay,
Overnight, the cold pierces through, to my dismay.
Lying high in a hundred-foot tower, I lay,
With doors closed, no morning meal to start the day.
Rising to look at the sword in its case on display,
Its light still glimmers, brilliant in array.
If there's kindness to repay, I will not stray,
Even death I would not refuse, come what may.
资源错配揭示了权力治理中人才识别的系统性失效。
通过骏马蛾眉的对比，暗讽将帅重美色轻人才的短视。
本诗为七言古诗，押平声韵。
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