七律.月夜思鄉
夜闌清露溼蒼苔,銀漢盈盈照客懷。 故園何處尋歸夢,雲海茫茫隔幾徊。 桂華似水流千里,鄉思如潮漲不衰。 欲寄此宵無限意,長風吹月入窗來。
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.