才名谁似广文寒,月斧云斤琢肺肝。
玄晏一生多卧病,子云三世不迁官。
幽兰空觉香风在,宿草何曾泪叶干。
犹喜诸郎有曹志,文章还复富波澜。
才名谁似广文寒,月斧云斤琢肺肝。
玄晏一生多卧病,子云三世不迁官。
幽兰空觉香风在,宿草何曾泪叶干。
犹喜诸郎有曹志,文章还复富波澜。
有谁的才名能像广文馆博士那样清寒?
你以明月为斧、云霞为斤,雕琢肺腑心肝。
像玄晏先生一生大多卧病在床,
又如扬子云历经三代都未升迁官职。
幽兰虽逝,仍觉香风犹在,
墓上的宿草,何曾因泪水沾湿的叶子而干枯?
所幸诸位郎君有曹植般的才志,
他们的文章依然富有壮阔的波澜。
Who matches your talent, yet cold as a scholar's fate?
You carved your heart with moon's axe and cloud's weight.
Xuan Yan lay sick through life, a bedridden sage.
Zi Yun for three reigns stayed, unmoved by rank or wage.
The orchid's scent still drifts, though the plant is no more.
On the old grave's grass, no tear-wet leaves I saw.
Yet joy remains: your sons, like Cao Zhi, show their might,
Their writings surge with waves of undiminished light.
才华锤炼过程映射精神生产的治理逻辑。
哀悼才子王文玉,赞其寒苦中雕琢诗才的艰辛与成就。
本诗为七言律诗,押平声韵。
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