一經寒熱攻骸骨,正似兵戈過室廬。
柱木支撐終未穩,筋皮收拾久猶疏。
芭蕉張王要須朽,雲氣浮游畢竟虛。
頼有衣中珠尚在,病中點檢亦如如。
一經寒熱攻骸骨,正似兵戈過室廬。
柱木支撐終未穩,筋皮收拾久猶疏。
芭蕉張王要須朽,雲氣浮游畢竟虛。
頼有衣中珠尚在,病中點檢亦如如。
一場寒熱疾病侵襲了我的筋骨,
正如同戰火兵戈掃過了我的屋廬。
用木柱支撐終究未能完全穩固,
筋絡與皮膚雖經調理仍顯稀疏。
芭蕉縱然繁盛也終將枯萎腐朽,
雲氣飄浮游蕩畢竟是一場空虛。
幸有衣中之寶珠尚且安然存在,
病中檢點內心,亦能如此安然如如。
Once attacked by chills and fever, my bones feel sore,
Just like a house after the ravage of war.
The pillars propping it up are still not steady,
The sinews and skin, though tended, remain unready.
The plantain's lush reign is destined to decay,
And floating clouds will surely drift away.
But luckily, the pearl in my robe is still there—
Even in sickness, I find it, serene and fair.
身體如戰場,體現生命週期的脆弱性。
以戰爭比喻病痛對身體的摧殘,充滿無奈與感慨。
本詩為七言律詩,押平聲韻。
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