七律.無想秋夜
(2015年8月舊文重發)
颼颼者,秋風也。淅淅瀝瀝者,秋雨也。噫兮悲哉!夜深人寂,紅燈高懸,其為秋之蕭颯耶?遂作詩曰:
西樓寒夜雨瀟瀟,風送隔牆紫玉簫。
幾處青山燃鏡水,誰家霜葉覆溪橋。
疏簾不捲香將盡,麝月纔圓酒未消。
一場秋霖驚入夢,茜紗窗下恨芭蕉。
沒有什麼是永恆的,只有幻滅是永恆的。只有憂傷耐人尋味,只有失去記憶猶新,只有悲劇刻骨銘心。而得到只會習以為常,快樂總是轉瞬即逝,圓滿註定曇花一現。所謂喜劇,不過是未寫完的悲劇而已。 Nothing is eternal; only disillusionment is. Only sorrow lingers in one's thoughts, only lost memories remain fresh, and only tragedy is etched in the heart. What is gained becomes routine, happiness is always fleeting, and fulfillment is destined to be a brief moment like a fleeting blossom. The so-called comedy is nothing more than an unfinished tragedy.
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