Duijing
Translation: Chen
I looked into my eye mirror,
I looked in the mirror,
Look at my thin skin,
Seeing yourself haggard,
And said,' May God make it happen.
May God listen to my prayer,
My heart has shrunk very thin! '
Let my heart shrink and wither.
Because at that time, I wasn't worried.
People will get colder and colder to me,
With a heart that has become cold to me,
And then I wouldn't mind,
Can loneliness wait for my endless rest?
I'll be calm,
Quietly.
Waiting for eternal rest.
But time makes me sad,
Alas, half the time has passed,
Steal the past and let the past stay;
But saving the other half,
And shake this fragile frame on the eve.
In my weak and aging body,
Accompanied by the throbbing at noon.
It is the heart of the prime of life that is trembling.
Poetry appreciation
In this poem, the mirror, an ordinary thing, impressively separates the soul from the body: inside the mirror is a weak body that is about to age, while outside the mirror is his passionate and quick-thinking mind. The weak body and the passionate soul stand opposite each other in the mirror, telling people the cruelty of time. Hardy, an old man, is more and more aware of the great contrast between human body and mind. He feels that his body is far worse than before, but his thinking is still very agile and his feelings are still very rich, and he often feels pain for it.