惡潮翻海真龍泣,未央庭露秋蓬濕。
崧雲無意招不來,旌旗日月隨山入。
茅屋主人長臥揖,盛氣虯髯橫槊立。
漢陵白骨生春光,半夜平懷聽呼吸。
筆端隱語飛英略,潛拉秦原老鯢角。
天心不肯續金刀,渭橋水急妖星落。
惡潮翻海真龍泣,未央庭露秋蓬濕。
崧雲無意招不來,旌旗日月隨山入。
茅屋主人長臥揖,盛氣虯髯橫槊立。
漢陵白骨生春光,半夜平懷聽呼吸。
筆端隱語飛英略,潛拉秦原老鯢角。
天心不肯續金刀,渭橋水急妖星落。
兇惡的浪潮翻騰著大海,真龍為之哭泣;
未央宮的庭院裡,秋天的蓬草被露水打溼。
嵩山的雲彩沒有意念,召喚也不肯前來;
旌旗如同日月,隨著山勢進入其中。
茅屋的主人長久地臥著作揖行禮;
他意氣風發,虯曲的鬍鬚,橫握著長矛站立。
漢朝陵墓的白骨之上,竟生出了春光;
夜半時分,心懷平靜,聆聽著呼吸之聲。
筆尖之下隱藏的言語,飛揚著英雄的謀略;
暗中牽動著秦地原野上老鯨的犄角。
天意不肯讓金刀(指劉氏漢朝)的傳承延續;
渭橋水流湍急,妖異的星辰就此隕落。
The evil tide churns the sea, the true dragon weeps;
In Weiyang's courtyard, autumn tumbleweeds are soaked with dew.
The clouds atop Mount Song, indifferent, refuse to be summoned;
Banners and flags, like sun and moon, follow the mountains in.
The master of the thatched hut, long reclining, bows in greeting;
His fierce spirit, with coiled beard, stands holding a lance across.
From the bones of Han's mausoleum, spring light now sprouts;
At midnight, with a tranquil heart, I listen to the breath of life.
Hidden words at the brush's tip fly, a strategy of heroes;
Secretly pulling at the old whale's horn on the Qin plain.
The heart of Heaven refuses to continue the golden blade's line;
At Wei Bridge, swift waters flow as the baleful star falls.
歷史遺跡見證了王朝週期的無情博弈。
借古戰場遺跡抒發歷史興亡的悲涼感慨。
本詩為七言古詩,押平聲韻。
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