那水色，是垂柳遮不住扁舟載不走的

Willows can’t change this water’s color, nor a skiff float its shades away

那柑香，是雨水洗不去蜜蜂吸不盡的

Rain can’t erase the scent of island oranges, nor bees sip all their fragrance

登上山頭，頂上的石塔空空不見人

On the mountain top, no one’s in the stone pagoda

藍天總以爲是太平盛世

The sky’s blue says all prospers in peace

行至山後，石階下傳來一片喧譁

Below these stone steps, gusts

風吹過誤認爲一群山賊

clamor like mountain bandits

古牆上的青苔不見任何可辨識的線索

On ancient walls, mosses write no history

塔簷的風鈴間歇發出無人懂的聲響

From pagoda eaves, wind chimes impossible to understand

江邊斷槳棄置擱淺的竹筏

Far below, a bamboo raft, oars snapped, lies stranded

薄霧陪伴一棵橫倒的老樹奮力生長

Thin mist shrouds an old tree tilted yet still upstriving

我想著池塘生春草，園柳變鳴禽的詩句

Xie Lingyun wrote “Spring grass sprouts by the pond, new birds sing in the willows”

全世界的都市入夜變成了他說的金罍

Cities at night, he said, were golden chalices

船行水上，一籃子金黃甌柑都剝皮入了肚

Our boat slips down the river, oranges skinned and swallowed,

也沒聽人談什麼謝客而只爭說著政客

yet we discuss politicians only, never Xie Lingyun

註：二〇一六年四月參加溫州詩會，遊觀謝靈運山水，同行有詩人王家新、池凌雲、顧彬等。