丽谯听尽短长更,幽梦无端故不成。
寒雨似从心上滴,孤灯偏向枕边明。
读书有味身忘老,报国无期涕每倾。
敢为衰残便虚死,誓先邻曲事春耕。
丽谯听尽短长更,幽梦无端故不成。
寒雨似从心上滴,孤灯偏向枕边明。
读书有味身忘老,报国无期涕每倾。
敢为衰残便虚死,誓先邻曲事春耕。
我在谯楼上听尽了报时的更鼓,长夜漫漫。
幽深的梦境无缘无故,总是难以成全。
寒冷的雨滴,仿佛是从心头上滴落,
孤独的灯火,偏偏在枕边显得格外明亮。
读书的滋味让我忘却了身体的衰老,
报国无望,泪水每每倾泻而下。
怎敢因为衰老残年就白白地死去?
我发誓要先与乡邻们一起从事春耕。
I've listened to the watchtower's drum through the long and short watches of the night,
Yet my elusive dream, for no reason, refuses to take flight.
The chill rain seems to drip from the very core of my heart,
While the solitary lamp stubbornly brightens beside my pillow, apart.
Finding flavor in reading, I forget my aging frame,
With no hope to serve my country, tears of sorrow ever claim.
How dare I, in my decline, embrace an empty death in vain?
I vow to first join my neighbors in the spring ploughing on the plain.
深夜无眠是对时间周期的敏感认知。
刻画诗人长夜难眠、思绪纷扰的孤寂心境。
本诗为七言律诗,押平声韵。
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