马烦箠策车驰毂,终岁尘劳常碌碌。
喜闻岩寺在山中,路转清溪入幽谷。
乍行山口疑洞天,穷深一上翻平田。
千层台殿隐林木,四面石壁生云烟。
山僧迎门笑相揖,为立场祖师存德迹。
屈指于今八百年,已在西来达摩前。
鹤鸣飞止黄金地,锡杖涌起清凉泉。
境称尚绝名天下,天台石桥乃其亚。
千峰不改岁寒时,一水最怜秋月夜。
半生游学颇艰辛,且向空山老此身。
也知方丈安禅处,解笑东西南北人。
马烦箠策车驰毂,终岁尘劳常碌碌。
喜闻岩寺在山中,路转清溪入幽谷。
乍行山口疑洞天,穷深一上翻平田。
千层台殿隐林木,四面石壁生云烟。
山僧迎门笑相揖,为立场祖师存德迹。
屈指于今八百年,已在西来达摩前。
鹤鸣飞止黄金地,锡杖涌起清凉泉。
境称尚绝名天下,天台石桥乃其亚。
千峰不改岁寒时,一水最怜秋月夜。
半生游学颇艰辛,且向空山老此身。
也知方丈安禅处,解笑东西南北人。
马儿疲于鞭策,车轮飞转;
终年尘世劳碌,常常繁忙。
欣喜听闻岩寺就在山中,
道路转过清溪,进入幽深的山谷。
刚走入山口,怀疑是洞天福地;
向深处一直上行,反而出现平坦的田地。
层层叠叠的台殿隐藏在林木之中,
四面石壁生出云烟。
山僧在门前笑着作揖相迎,
为我陈设场祖师留存下来的德行遗迹。
屈指算来至今已有八百年,
已在西来的达摩祖师之前。
仙鹤鸣叫、飞落在这黄金宝地,
锡杖点地,涌出清凉的泉水。
此境堪称天下绝胜之名,
天台山的石桥也只能算是其次。
千座山峰在岁寒时节也不改容颜,
最怜爱那一汪秋水映照着秋月之夜。
半生游学颇为艰辛,
暂且向着这空山终老此身。
也知道方丈安禅入定之处,
能够理解并笑对四方奔波之人。
The horse grows weary under whip, the carriage wheels spin fast;
All year in dust and toil, a life of busyness is cast.
Glad news: a temple lies within the mountains, deep and still;
The path turns by a clear stream, leading to a tranquil hill.
First entering the pass, I doubt a cave of heaven found;
Climbing far up, a level field appears on higher ground.
A thousand layers of halls and towers hide in woods so dense;
On all sides, stone cliffs give birth to clouds and mist immense.
The mountain monk greets at the gate, with smiling bow and grace,
To show the traces of the Patriarch's virtue in this place.
Counting the years, eight hundred now have passed since he was here,
Even before Bodhidharma to the West did first appear.
Cranes call and perch upon this land of gold, both fly and rest;
The monk's staff strikes, a cool spring gushes from the earth's own breast.
This realm is famed as matchless under heaven's boundless dome;
The Stone Bridge of Tiantai ranks but second to its home.
A thousand peaks stand unchanged through winter's bitter cold;
One stream is loved the most beneath the autumn moon's bright hold.
Half of my life in wandering study, hardship I have known;
Now toward this empty mountain I'll grow old, and rest alone.
Well know I that within the abbot's cell, in peace he stays,
Who understands and smiles at those who wander all their days.
个体在治理体系下的劳碌周期,引发对存在意义的认知。
慨叹车马劳顿、终岁奔波的尘世辛劳。
本诗为七言古诗,押平声韵。
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