高城鼓动兰釭灺, 睡也还醒, 醉也还醒, 忽听孤鸿三两声。 人生只似风前絮, 欢也飘零, 悲也飘零, 都作连江点点萍。 Tune: “Song of Picking Mulberry” Wang
Kuo-wei The
drum sounds from the high city wall as he lampwick burns out. Asleep,
yet awake; Drunk,
yet sober— Suddenly
I hear the two or three notes of a wild goose’s lone cry. Life
is no more than willow catkins in the wind: Joy
in fragments, Grief
in fragments— All
turn to patches of duckweed spreading on the river. |
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