| 題名： | 病假中南亭閒望 |
| 作者： | 白居易 |
| 欹枕不視事， 兩日門掩關。 始知吏役身， 不病不得閒。 閒意不在遠， 小亭方丈間。 西檐竹梢上， 坐見太白山。 遙愧峰上雲， 對此塵中顏。 | |
| 英譯： |
Propped on pillows, not attending to business;
For two days I've lain behind locked doors.
I begin to think that those who hold office
Get no rest, except by falling ill!
For restful thoughts one does not need space;
The room where I lie is ten foot square.
By the western eaves, above the bamboo-twigs,
From my couch I see the White Mountain rise.
But the clouds that hover on its far-distant peak
Bring shame to a face that is buried in the World's dust.
LEANING on my pillow, away from my office, With doors closed for two days, At last I understand that in the service of the State, It is only in sickness that a man has leisure, Leisurely thoughts depend not on space, For this small summer-house is but ten feet square. Yet above the western eaves and the bamboo tips, Witbout rising I can see the T'ai-po mountains. I blush afar that the clouds on te hill-tops Should look down on this face with its dust of toil. PROPPED on pillows, not attending to business; For two days I've lain behind locked doors. I begin to think that those who hold office Get no rest, expect by falling ill! For restful thoughts one does not need space; The room where I lie is ten foot square. By the western eaves, above the bamboo-twigs, From my couch I see the White Mountain rise. But the clouds that hover on its far-distant peak Bring shame to a face that is buried in the World's dust. |
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