暮春憶舊
暮春憶舊
昨日還是求學少年，今天已經年過半百。惜乎時不我待，人生只有歸途；事事如煙，回憶卻時常入夢。
齊州煙雨入殘春，千佛山下憶同門。
青衿未改凌雲志，紅袖猶書濟世文。
夢裡有緣常相伴，風中無路黯銷魂。
莫把金樽空對月，落花仍是意中人。
寫於 2026年5月25日
Late Spring—Remembering Old Friends
Yesterday we chased our dreams as students; today, more than half a lifetime has quietly passed. Time waits for no one, and every journey has but one destination. All things fade like drifting mist, yet memories still find their way into our dreams.
The mists of Jinan enfold the fading spring,
By Thousand Buddha Mountain, old friendships softly sing.
Our youthful hearts still reached beyond the sky;
Earnest words still held compassion high.
In dreams, dear friends still walk beside my way;
The winds hold no road, yet souls still stray.
Do not let the golden cup embrace the moon alone;
For every falling blossom is a friend I've always known.
By Thousand Buddha Mountain, old friendships softly sing.
Our youthful hearts still reached beyond the sky;
Earnest words still held compassion high.
In dreams, dear friends still walk beside my way;
The winds hold no road, yet souls still stray.
Do not let the golden cup embrace the moon alone;
For every falling blossom is a friend I've always known.