十日身无一日宁,病源知向百忧生。
寒侵骐骥应方瘦,蠧满楩楠岂易荣。
小阁昼闲书帙乱,画堂风静药罗声。
北山扶杖终归去,寄语嵒猿莫晓惊。
十日身无一日宁,病源知向百忧生。
寒侵骐骥应方瘦,蠧满楩楠岂易荣。
小阁昼闲书帙乱,画堂风静药罗声。
北山扶杖终归去,寄语嵒猿莫晓惊。
十天里没有一天身体得到安宁,
我知道病根源于百般忧患的滋生。
寒气侵袭骏马,想必它正日渐消瘦;
蛀虫爬满良材,它怎能轻易繁茂光荣?
小阁楼白天清闲,书卷散乱;
画堂中风声静止,只有药罗筛药的轻响。
我终将拄着拐杖归隐北山而去,
捎句话给山岩上的猿猴:莫要在拂晓时受惊。
For ten days not a single day of peace I've found;
The source of sickness, I know, from a hundred cares does abound.
Cold invades the steed, it should be growing lean;
Worms fill the fine wood, how could it flourish and be seen?
In my small chamber, daytime idle, books lie in disarray;
In the painted hall, wind stilled, the sound of medicine gauze in play.
To the northern hills with my staff I'll return in the end;
I send word to the cliff apes: do not be startled at dawn, my friend.
病源于忧,体现了身心困境与外部压力间的复杂博弈。
诗人病中十日不宁,深知病源起于百忧,抒写身心交瘁的苦痛。
本诗为七言律诗,押平声韵。
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