《歸去來兮辭》是晉宋之際文學(xué)家陶淵明創(chuàng)作的抒情小賦,也是一篇脫離仕途回歸田園的宣言。這篇文章作于作者辭官之初,敘述了他辭官歸隱后的生活情趣和內(nèi)心感受,表現(xiàn)了作者對(duì)官場(chǎng)的認(rèn)識(shí)以及對(duì)人生的思索,表達(dá)了他潔身自好、不同流合污的精神情操。
陶淵明 《歸去來兮辭》
余家貧,耕植不足以自給。幼稚盈室,瓶無儲(chǔ)粟,生生所資,未見其術(shù)。親故多勸余為長(zhǎng)吏,脫然有懷,求之靡途。會(huì)有四方之事,諸侯以惠愛為德,家叔以余貧苦,遂見用為小邑。于時(shí)風(fēng)波未靜,心憚遠(yuǎn)役,彭澤去家百里,公田之利,足以為酒,故便求之。及少日,眷然有歸歟之情。何則?質(zhì)性自然,非矯厲所得。饑凍雖切,違己交病。嘗從人事,皆口腹自役。于是悵然慷慨,深愧平生之志。猶望一稔,當(dāng)斂裳宵逝。尋程氏妹喪于武昌,情在駿奔,自免去職。仲秋至冬,在官八十馀日。因事順心,命篇曰《歸去來兮》。乙巳歲十一月也。
歸去來兮,田園將蕪胡不歸?既自以心為形役,奚惆悵而獨(dú)悲?悟已往之不諫,知來者之可追;實(shí)迷途其未遠(yuǎn),覺今是而昨非。
舟搖搖以輕飏,風(fēng)飄飄而吹衣。問征夫以前路,恨晨光之熹微。乃瞻衡宇,載欣載奔。僮仆歡迎,稚子候門。三徑就荒,松菊猶存。攜幼入室,有酒盈樽。引壺觴以自酌,眄庭柯以怡顏。倚南窗以寄傲,審容膝之易安。園日涉以成趣,門雖設(shè)而常關(guān)。策扶老以流憩,時(shí)矯首而遐觀。云無心以出岫,鳥倦飛而知還。景翳翳以將入,撫孤松而盤桓。
歸去來兮,請(qǐng)息交以絕游。世與我而相違,復(fù)駕言兮焉求?悅親戚之情話,樂琴書以消憂。農(nóng)人告余以春及,將有事于西疇?;蛎碥?,或棹孤舟。既窈窕以尋壑,亦崎嶇而經(jīng)丘。木欣欣以向榮,泉涓涓而始流。羨萬(wàn)物之得時(shí),感吾生之行休。
已矣乎!寓形宇內(nèi)復(fù)幾時(shí),曷不委心任去留?胡為遑遑欲何之?富貴非吾愿,帝鄉(xiāng)不可期。懷良辰以孤往,或植杖而耘耔。登東皋以舒嘯,臨清流而賦詩(shī)。聊乘化以歸盡,樂夫天命復(fù)奚疑!
Come Away Home!
My family being poor, what with plowing and planting we can hardly make both ends meet. There is a houseful of children, and none of the rice jars is provided for a rainy day. No matter how hard I work and learn to be thrifty, I lack the means to procure a decent living. My friends and relatives advised me to enter the local prefecture; though disposed at times to such a move, I could find no proper way of approach.
It happened that the political sky was overcast, the princes rivaling one another in acts of patronage and generosity. My uncle, seeing me in straits, managed to install me as a petty district official. The times were still seething with troubles, and I hesitated to travel too far. About a hundred li from home is the district of Pengtze where the land revenue seemed to be enough for my supply of wine. I agreed to accept this post. But very soon I began to grow disgusted and would think of home-going.
Why? It is just my innate disposition to pursue a more or less natural course of life, and never has it been my pleasure to suit the world against my wishes. Although hunger and cold besiege me, to work in spite of myself would only aggravate my misery. In performing one’s unnatural duties one merely satisfies the mouth and stomach to the cost of personal vitality. I am wont to heave and sign, being deeply ashamed of myself and my unfulfilled aspirations.
Yet, I thought of waiting for the first harvest before I should pick up my things and go. It happened at this time that my sister suddenly died; I could not but rush to her burial. Then I resigned my post and left. From mid-autumn to winter I had managed to stay in office for eighty days or more. Since this acquittal accorded well with my wishes, I wrote the following piece of writing with the happy title, ‘Come Away Home!’