Autumn

Autumn

1

The sky presents an intense azure ,
Like a drunkard restored to his senses;
The streets are noisy as ever , bustling ,
But shrouded in the still cool of autumn .

Summer long the trees rioted ,
But now have fallen pensive , as if ruminating
Past fantasies , indignations , ambitions ;
They philosophize , cascading a carpet of yellow leaves .

The fields are immaculate ;
The land has cleared its debts ;
Grain is stored in granary , soil rests ;
Nature sighs , a cool refreshing breeze.

The shadows of Death have not yet begun to fall .
All is calm and bright , radiant and rich .
The floating clouds commune with the river ;
They too would share the joy of living .

2

You , who bend beneath the burden of so many years ,
Come rest beside this reedy pond .
Farther in the distance a grey mist
Silently conceals journey's end .

In this mansion built by the sun ,
Even your worries are a part of his works ;
Rest with him awhile , chat with the sun ;
He is now a kindly old man .

Once you could read his every passion and impulse
In the wild life and vibrant colours of the earth .
Now only the chirr of crickets remains ,
Memories of green days , smiles of sere leaves .

This is the tender farewell before his long journey .
Soon his words will be fading , withering .
Why clutch this armful of green shade ?
Why will you not let the leaves drift on the wind ?

3

First the struggle , dissolution of ice and snow ;
Then the birth-agony of spring drouht ;
Until , emerging from the awesome waves of summer rain,
This river flows at last into the tranquillity of autumn .

Like crops in the fields
That have drawn their nourishment from sunlight and soil ,
I too am ripening , after climbing slope upon slope ,
Having survived so many falls and perils .

In thundering , electrified skies , in forest flames ,
Leaves and birds and insects have grown ,
Have (like me) triumphed in life .
Together we constitute an autumn chorus .

Ah, just when babbling streams , dancing trees ,
Fragrant crops unfold within my mind ,
Stern winter transmits its ultimatum
In this tranquil , autumn haven .

秋

１

天空呈现着深邃的蔚蓝，
仿佛醉汉已恢复了理性；
大街还一样喧嚣，人来人往，
但被秋凉笼罩着一层肃静。

一整个夏季，树木多么紊乱！
现在却坠入沉思，像在总结
它过去的狂想，激愤，扩张，
于是宣讲哲理，飘一地黄叶。

田野的秩序变得井井有条，
土地把债务都已还请，
谷子进仓了，泥土休憩了，
自然舒了一口气，吹来了爽风。

死亡的阴影还没有降临，
一切安宁，色彩明媚而丰富；
流过的白云在与河水谈心，
它也要稍许享受生的幸福。

２

你肩负着多年的重载，
歇下来吧，在芦苇的水边：
远方是一片灰白的雾霭
静静掩盖着路程的终点。

处身在太阳建立的大厦，
连你的忧烦也是他的作品，
歇下来吧，傍近他闲谈，
如今他已是和煦的老人。

这大地的生命，缤纷的景色，
曾抒写过他的热情和狂暴，
而今只剩下凄清的虫鸣，
绿色的回忆，草黄的微笑。

这是他远行前柔情的告别，
然后他的语言就纷纷凋谢；
为何你却紧抱着满怀浓荫，
不让它随风飘落，一页又一页？

３

经过了溶解冰雪的斗争，
又经过了初生之苦的春旱，
这条河水渡过夏雨的惊涛，
终于流入了秋日的安恬；

攀登着一坡又一坡的我，
有如这田野上成熟的谷禾，
从阳光和泥土吸取着营养，
不知冒多少险受多少挫折；

在雷电的天空下，在火焰中，
这滋长的树叶，飞鸟，小虫，
和我一样取得了生的胜利，
从而组成秋天和谐的歌声。

呵，水波的喋喋，树影的舞弄，
和谷禾的香才在我心里扩散，
却见严冬已递来它的战术，
在这恬静的、秋日的港湾。