儿时摘青梅,叶底寻弹丸。
所恨襟袖窄,不惮颊舌穿。
我年不自觉,以我齿尚完。
尝新试一荐,喉棘眉先攒。
岂味不悦口,岂老难强餐。
人生煎百忧,算梅未为酸。
儿时摘青梅,叶底寻弹丸。
所恨襟袖窄,不惮颊舌穿。
我年不自觉,以我齿尚完。
尝新试一荐,喉棘眉先攒。
岂味不悦口,岂老难强餐。
人生煎百忧,算梅未为酸。
小时候摘取青梅,
在叶子底下寻找弹丸般的果实。
只恨衣襟和袖子太窄小,
不怕脸颊和舌头被酸透。
我的年岁不知不觉流逝,
还以为自己的牙齿依然完好。
尝试品尝一颗新摘的梅子,
喉咙感到刺痛,眉头先皱了起来。
难道是味道不合口味?
难道是年老难以勉强进食?
人生煎熬着百般忧愁,
算起来,这梅子的酸还算不上什么。
In childhood, I plucked green plums,
Searching for pellets beneath the leaves.
I only hated my sleeves were too narrow,
And feared not my cheeks and tongue being pierced.
My years slipped by, unnoticed by me,
Thinking my teeth were still sound.
Trying a fresh one as a test offering,
My throat prickled, my brows first knit.
Was it that the taste displeased my mouth?
Or that old age finds it hard to force a meal?
Life is a simmering of a hundred sorrows,
Counting the plum, it is not yet the sourest.
童趣记忆是对个体生命早期认知图景的温情回望。
回忆儿时摘梅寻丸的童趣,流露对天真过往的怀念。
本诗为五言古诗,押平声韵。
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