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[海外逸士]

《HOME HASTEN I﹗》

Home hasten I! Why not return when fields and garden growing waste? Myself
have made my soul the serf of my form, why regret and grieve alone? I realize
that no bygones can be undone, but the future overtaken. I have, indeed,
gone astray not far, and feel myself right at present, wrong in the past.
The boat rocketh lightly and floateth along; the breeze gently wafteth
and playeth upon my gown. I ask a passenger the way, and hate the dawn's
still grey. At the sight of my old roofs afar, my pace quickeneth with joy.
the pages smile welcome; the children await me at door. Deserted are the
garden-paths, but yet alive the chrysanthemums and pines. Taking my youngest
I enter the room and see the cups overrun with wine. Holding the pot and
cup, I treat myself with a drink, and glancing at the boughs in yard, my
smile groweth broad.
On south window I loll with the content of proud freedom and know my humble
abode full of leisure and ease. Daily stroll in garden is my pleasure and
though the house hath a door, it is always shut.
Carrying a cane I wander about and raise my head at times to have a long
view. Aimlessly rise the idle clouds out of the dale and sensible of returning
are the birds from weary flight. The dim dusk will soon fade, but I linger
on inclining upon a lonely pine.
Home hasten I! Let me drop any acquaintance and have no more journey abroad!
Since the world and I have broken with each other, what I seek for if
I go round again?
With delight I enjoy the agreeable discourse of my family circle and indulge
in lute and books to banish my sorrow. When the peasants tell me that Spring
is come, I have something to do on the western farm.
Now I order a covered chaise and now take a single boat; sometimes far
up to explore a winding stream and sometimes to drive over rugged mounds.
The trees flourish and burst into leaf; the spring floweth in never-ceasing
gurgling.
I envy all the things in prosperity coinciding with seasons and feel my
life is nigh to its end. Be it so! How long yet can I keep my mortal form
in this world? Why not set my heart on letting things take their own course?
And where am I to go restlessly?
Riches and power are not my wish and God's paradise canth not be gained.
On fine days I am out alone for a walk or planting my cane to pluck weeds
and till ground. On the eastern fields I raise a merry long call, or by
a clear creek weave my verse. I am satisfied to live and die in natural
course, and happy with Heaven's will without doubts.

歸去來辭

陶淵明

歸去來兮！田園將蕪胡不歸？既自以心為形役，奚惆悵而獨悲？悟已往之不諫，知
來者之可追；實迷途其未遠，覺今是而昨非。

舟搖搖以輕殤，風飄飄而吹衣。問征夫以前路，恨晨光之熹微。乃瞻衡宇，栽欣載
奔。童仆歡迎，稚子候門。三徑就荒，松菊尤存。攜幼入室，有酒盈樽。引壺觴以
自酌，眇庭柯以怡顏。倚南窗以寄傲，審容膝之易安。園日涉以成趣，門雖設而常
關。策扶老以流憩，時翹首而遐觀。雲無心以出岫，鳥倦飛而知還。景翳翳以將入，
撫孤松而盤桓。

歸去來兮，請息交以絕游。世与我而相遺，复駕言兮焉求？悅親戚之情話，樂琴書
以消懮。農人告余以春兮，將有事乎西疇。或命巾車，或棹孤舟。既窈窕以尋壑，
亦崎嶇而經丘。木欣欣以向榮，泉涓涓而始流。羡万物之得時，感吾生之行休。 

已矣乎！寓形宇內复几時？何不委心任去留？胡為惶惶欲何之？富貴非吾愿，帝鄉
不可期。怀良辰以孤往，或執杖而耘耔。登東坳以舒嘯，臨清流而賦詩。聊乘化以
歸盡，樂夫天命复奚疑？

[巫逖]

不简单，惟独老师能！敬礼！

[苑眉]

巫老说的没错，要抄下来，慢慢读！

向老师仰望！