第29章 鹊桥仙（1）

三十岁生日，独自骑车游圆明园遗址，1960

半池衰草，

几经风雨，

只剩几株野菊。

西风过后又初霜，

照旧是花黄叶绿。

茫茫人世，

漫长苦旅，

一生如同弈局。

荣枯顺逆俱寻常，

总难免弯弯曲曲。

注：

当时的圆明园遗址残破萧索，几乎没有什么游人。

Tune: Immortals on the Magpie Bridge

—Written upon my 30th birthday, riding alone to Yuanmingyuan Park, 1960

Half a pool of withered plants,

After rounds of autumn rain,

A few wild chrysanthemums remain.

When the west wind goes frost comes as usual,

Flowers are yellow, leaves green again.

Vast is this earthly world,

Long the journey in pain,

Life is a game of chess to lose or gain.

Prosperity and adversity are both normal,

Twists and turns no one can detain.

Note:

Yuanmingyuan Park at the time was a scene of desolation, with few tourists.