此境一何醇,熙熙別得春。
有聲皆俗格,無夢是天真。
壁上登山屐,床頭漉酒巾。
輕輕龜喘息,苒苒蝶精神。
滯寂通禪理,無何等道人。
曲肱高勝枕,藉草軟於茵。
吟苦魂初瞑,盃酣味更珍。
覺知身是幻,靜與死為鄰。
酷恨巢簷燕,生憎欵戶賓。
功成歸展轉,先兆自嚬呻。
不入榮名客,還宜放逐臣。
東窗一丈日,且作自由身。
此境一何醇,熙熙別得春。
有聲皆俗格,無夢是天真。
壁上登山屐,床頭漉酒巾。
輕輕龜喘息,苒苒蝶精神。
滯寂通禪理,無何等道人。
曲肱高勝枕,藉草軟於茵。
吟苦魂初瞑,盃酣味更珍。
覺知身是幻,靜與死為鄰。
酷恨巢簷燕,生憎欵戶賓。
功成歸展轉,先兆自嚬呻。
不入榮名客,還宜放逐臣。
東窗一丈日,且作自由身。
這境界是多麼醇和安適,
和樂融融,彷彿置身於另一個春天。
一切聲響都顯得俗氣不入耳,
無夢的睡眠才最是天真自然。
牆上掛著登山用的木屐,
床頭放著濾酒用的頭巾。
烏龜在輕輕喘息,氣息平和,
蝴蝶的精神緩緩舒展,生機盎然。
在凝滯寂靜中通達禪理,
心境空無,如同得道的真人。
彎起手臂作枕,比高枕更勝一籌,
以草為席,比墊子還要柔軟。
吟詩苦吟到神魂初入昏暗,
酒杯酣暢時滋味更加珍貴。
覺悟到身體本是虛幻,
靜處之中便與死亡為鄰。
極其厭惡在屋簷築巢的燕子,
深深憎恨敲門來訪的賓客。
功業完成後卻輾轉反側,
先兆早已從皺眉呻吟中顯現。
我不是追求榮名的客子,
還是適合做一個放逐之臣。
東窗照進一丈陽光,
暫且就做個自由之身。
How mellow is this state of mind!
In warmth and ease, a separate spring I find.
All sounds are vulgar, grating to the ear;
To dreamless sleep, true innocence is near.
On the wall hang my mountain-climbing shoes;
By the bed, the cloth for filtering wine I use.
Softly, softly, the turtle breathes at rest;
Gently, gently, the butterfly's spirit is blessed.
In stillness deep, Zen's truth begins to dawn;
Like a Daoist, I care for nothing, withdrawn.
Crooking my arm makes a pillow high and grand;
Lying on grass feels softer than cushions at hand.
Chanting wearily, my soul first sinks to sleep;
Drinking hearty, the flavor becomes more deep.
Awake, I know this body is but illusion;
In quiet, I neighbor death in close fusion.
I bitterly hate swallows nesting on the eaves;
And deeply loathe guests knocking at my door, who grieves.
When success is done, I toss and turn in bed;
Its early signs from my own moans are spread.
I am not one who craves for fame and glory;
Better suited as an exile, in life's story.
The eastern window greets a ten-foot sunray;
For now, I'll be a free self, come what may.
睡境如春,展現對生命寧靜週期的深刻認同。
描繪安適恬靜的睡境,體現閒適自得的心境。
本詩為五言古詩,押平聲韻。
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