每天讀一點(diǎn)英文:那些年那些詩 57 智慧之歌
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Song of Wisdom
Mu Dan
I have reached illusion's end
In this grove of falling leaves ,
Each leaf a signal of past joy ,
Drifting sere within my heart.
Some were loves of youthful days????
Blazing meteors in a distant sky ,
Extinguished , vanished without trace ,
Or dropped before me , stiff and cold as ice .
Some were boisterous friendships ,
Fullblown blossoms , innocend of coming fall .
Society dammed the pulsing blood ,
Life cast molten passion in reality's shell .
Another joy , the spell of high ideals ,
Drew me through many a twisting mile of thorn .
To suffer for ideals is no pain ;
But oh ,to see them mocked and scorned !
Now nothing remains but remorse????
Daily punishment for past pride .
When the glory of the sky stands condemned,
In this wasteland, what colour survive ?
There is one tree that stands alone intact ,
It thrives , I know , on my suffering's lifeblood .
Its greenshade mocks me ruthlessly !
O wisdom tree ! I curse your every growing bud .
智慧之歌
穆旦
我已走到了幻想底盡頭，
這是一片落葉飄零的樹林，
每一片葉子標(biāo)記著一種歡喜，
現(xiàn)在都枯黃地堆積在內(nèi)心。
有一種歡喜是青春的愛情，
那是遙遠(yuǎn)天邊的燦爛的流星，
有的不知去向，永遠(yuǎn)消逝了，
有的落在腳前，冰冷而僵硬。
另一種歡喜是喧騰的友誼，
茂盛的花不知道還有秋季，
社會(huì)的格局代替了血的沸騰，
生活的冷風(fēng)把熱情鑄為實(shí)際。
另一種歡喜是迷人的理想，
它使我在荊棘之途走得夠遠(yuǎn)，
為理想而痛苦并不可怕，
可怕的是看它終于成笑談。
只有痛苦還在，它是日常生活
每天在懲罰自己過去的傲慢，
那絢爛的天空都受到譴責(zé)，
還有什么彩色留在這片荒原？
但惟有一棵智慧之樹不凋，
我知道它以我的苦汁為營(yíng)養(yǎng)，
它的碧綠是對(duì)我無情的嘲弄，
我詛咒它每一片葉的滋長(zhǎng)。
