中英双语诗歌：智慧之歌
Song of Wisdom
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
我已走到了幻想底尽头，
这是一片落叶飘零的树林，
每一片叶子标记着一种欢喜，
现在都枯黄地堆积在内心。
有一种欢喜是青春的爱情，
那时遥远天边的灿烂的流星，
有的.不知去向，永远消逝了，
有的落在脚前，冰冷而僵硬。
另一种欢喜是喧腾的友谊，
茂盛的花不知道还有秋季，
社会的格局代替了血的沸腾，
生活的冷风把热情铸为实际。
另一种欢喜是迷人的理想，
他使我在荆棘之途走得够远，
为理想而痛苦并不可怕，
可怕的是看它终于成笑谈。
只有痛苦还在，它是日常生活
每天在惩罚自己过去的傲慢，
那绚烂的天空都受到谴责，
还有什么彩色留在这片荒原？
但唯有一棵智慧之树不凋，
我知道它以我的苦汁为营养，
它的碧绿是对我无情的嘲弄，
我咒诅它每一片叶的滋长。