每天讀一點(diǎn)英文:那些年那些詩 57 智慧之歌

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 .