| 題名： | 詩三百三首其二百八十八 |
| 作者： | 寒山 |
| 寒山出此語， 此語無人信。 蜜甜足人嘗， 黃糵苦難近。 順情生喜悅， 逆意多瞋恨。 但看木傀儡， 弄了一場困。 | |
| 英譯： |
So Han-shan writes you these words,
These words which no one will believe.
Honey is sweet; men love the taste.
Medicine is bitter and hard to swallow.
What soothes the feelings brings contentment,
What opposes the will calls forth anger.
Yet I ask you to look at the wooden puppets,
Worn out by their moment of play on stage!
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| 日譯： | 暫無日譯內容 |