放翁真个是村翁,钓渭耕莘事不同。
蹴蹋烟云两芒𪨗,凭陵风雪一篷笼。
屡经骇浪身终免,遍阅浮沤寿未穷。
幸有春衣堪换酒,道边醉卧示神通。
放翁真个是村翁,钓渭耕莘事不同。
蹴蹋烟云两芒𪨗,凭陵风雪一篷笼。
屡经骇浪身终免,遍阅浮沤寿未穷。
幸有春衣堪换酒,道边醉卧示神通。
放翁真是个乡村老翁,
但他并非姜尚钓于渭水、伊尹耕于莘野那样的人物。
他脚踏草鞋,行走于烟云之间,
在风雪中,仅凭一顶简陋的篷笼栖身。
屡次经历惊涛骇浪,终究得以保全自身,
看遍世间如浮沤般虚幻的万象,寿命却仍未穷尽。
幸好还有春衣可以换酒,
醉倒在路边,以此展示他超然的神通。
Old Lu, a rustic soul indeed, he seems to be,
Yet not for fishing Wei or tilling Xin was he.
Through mist and cloud, in straw sandals, he treads his way,
Against the wind and snow, under a mat-shed he'd stay.
He's braved the terrifying waves and kept his life whole,
Watched countless fleeting bubbles, yet untouched in soul.
Lucky to have a spring robe to trade for a drink,
Drunk by the roadside, he shows his magic, I think.
在出世与入世的博弈中,寻求身份认同的平衡。
诗人自嘲为村翁,实则暗含对隐居与用世矛盾的思考。
本诗为七言律诗,押平声韵。
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