王子 学 古文 之 买路钱

此树是我栽，此路是我开，

要打此路过，留下买路财。

敢说半个不，管杀不管埋！

买路钱

1. 旧时指行人被强盗拦住被迫交出的财物。

2. 为求平安过路而向盗匪或其他恶势力交纳的钱财。

3. 比喻车辆在公路上向关卡交付的费用（含诙谐意）。

Highwayman (ˈhaɪˌweɪmən)

n, pl –men, 1640s, from highway + man.

1. (formerly) a robber, usually on horseback, who held up travellers.

2. a man especially in the past who stopped travelers on roads and robbed them.

Chronicles of James : 《水调歌头 · 明月几时有》

 丙辰中秋，欢饮达旦，大醉，作此篇，兼怀子由。

《水调歌头 · 明月几时有》

明月几时有？把酒问青天。

不知天上宫阙，今夕是何年。

我欲乘风归去，又恐琼楼玉宇，高处不胜寒。

起舞弄清影，何似在人间？

转朱阁，低绮户，照无眠。

不应有恨，何事长向别时圆？

人有悲欢离合，月有阴晴圆缺，此事古难全。

但愿人长久，千里共婵娟。

苏轼 • 宋神宗熙宁九年 ( 1076 CE )

Pulanglah Wahai Burung Besi

Kapten Zaharie

Saya mungkin tidak kenal tuan,

tetapi saya tahu, tuan sudah lakukan yang terbaik

Saya mungkin tidak tahu pandu pesawat...

tetapi saya tetap tahu tuan akan lakukan terbaik

Saya mungkin sedih dengan hilangnya MH370

tetapi saya tahu keluarga tuan lebih sedih dari saya

Kami sedih kehilangan MH370

tetapi saya tahu tuan, jiwa tuan lebih cedera dari kami semua

MH370...

Selagi mereka belum temui rangka kamu

Kami di seluruh dunia berharap kamu akan kembali dengan selamat.

Kalau ada orang jahat larikan kamu

Kami merayu, kembalikan MH370 ke KLIA

atau terbangkan kamu ke Beijing

Seluruh dunia menanti khabar kamu.

Saya harap kamu baik-baik sahaja

Kita mungkin tidak pernah bertemu wahai MH370

tetapi hari ini semua orang mencari-cari kamu

Hari ini semua orang menanti kamu

Hari ini dunia risaukan kamu

Hari ini semua orang sebut namamu

Muncullah MH370

ada jiwa yang menanti anaknya

ada jiwa menanti suaminya

ada jiwa menanti kakaknya abangnya adiknya

ada jiwa menanti isterinya

ada jiwa menanti ibunya

ada jiwa menanti ayahnya

ada jiwa menantikan anaknya

Jiwa kami dan jiwa mereka tidak sama

Kami sedih tetapi tidak akan ada yang lebih sedih dari mereka

Mereka dan kami mungkin bukan sebangsa, seagama

tetapi darah kami sama

Merah pekat warnanya

Kasih sayang kami sama

Tuhan, dengan cinta dan rahmatMu

temuikan MH370 segera.

Kami sudah sedia

Kami sudah redha

Kami tahu Kau ada

Kau menentukan segalanya...

Manusia aneh-aneh jiwanya

kalau kamu tidak ada yang baik untuk kamu berkata-kata

sudi kiranya kamu diam sahaja

Manusia aneh-aneh jiwanya

kalau kamu tidak ada yang baik untuk kamu berkata-kata

sudi kiranya tadahkan tanganmu berdoa

Manusia aneh-aneh jiwanya

Kalau kamu tidak ada yang baik untuk kamu berkata-kata

sudi kiranya kamu tutup mata dan telinga.

Manusia aneh-aneh jiwanya

Walau siapa pun mereka, apa bangsa mereka

Kita tetap mengalirkan darah yang sama

baik kalian diam dan bacalah cuma.

MH370 muncullah kamu segera

kami semua akan bersedia

coretan : Pnut Syafinaz, 2014

sumber : http://bm.theantdaily.com/Terkini/Pulanglah-Wahai-Burung-Besi

The Gardener #57

I plucked your flower, O world !

I pressed it to my heart and the thorn pricked.
When the day waned and it darkened,

I found that the flower had faded,

but the pain remained.

More flowers will come to you with perfume and pride, O world !

But my time for flower-gathering is over,

and through the dark night i have not my rose,

only the pain remains.






Rabindranath Tagore

The Gardener #52

Why did the lamp go out ?

I shaded it with my cloak to saveif from the wind,

that is why the lamp went out.

.

Why did the flower fade?

I pressed it to my heart with anxious love,

that is why the flower faded.

.

Why did the stream dry up?

I put a dam across it to have it for my use,

that is why the steam dried up.

.

Why did the harp-string break?

I tried to force a note that was beyongits power,

that is why the harp-string is broken.

Rabindranath Tagore

The Shell

And then I pressed the shell

close to my ear

and listened well,

and straightaway like a bell

came low and clear

the slow, sad murmur of far distant seas,

Whipped by an icy breeze

upon a shore

wind-swept and desolate.

It was a sunless strand that never bore

the footprint of a man,

nor felt the weight

since time began

of any human quality or stir

save what the dreary winds and waves incur.

and in the hush of waters was the sound

of pebbles rolling round,

for ever rolling with a hollow sound.

And bubbling sea-weeds as the waters go

swish to and fro

their long, cold tentacles of shiny grey.

there was no day,

nor ever came a night

setting the stars alight

to wonder at the moon:

was twilight only and the frightened croon,

smitten to whimpers, of the dreary wind

and waves that journeyed blind-

and then I loosed my ear - o it was sweet

to hear a cart go jolting down the street.

James Stephens

Sodium Chloride

Just a little atom of chlorine,
valence minus one,
swimming through the sea, digging a scene.
Just having fun.
She’s not worried about the shape or size
of her outside shell.
It’s fun to ionize,
just a little atom of Cl
with an unfilled shell.

But somewhere in this sea lurks
Handsome Sodium
with enough electrons on his outside shell
plus that extra one.
Somewhere in this deep blue sea
there’s a negative
for my extra energy.
Yes! Somewhere in this foam
my positive will find a home!”

Then unsuspecting chlorine
felt a magnetic pull.
She looked down and her outside shell was full.
Sodium cried, “What a gas! Be my bride!
And I will change your name from Chlorine to Chloride”

Now the sea evaporates to make the clouds,
for the rain and snow
leaving her chemical compounds in the absence of H2O.
But the crystals that wash upon the shore
are happy ones.
So, if you never thought before,
think of the love that you eat
when you salt your meat.




Kate and Anna McGarrigle

《端午》

《端午》

节分端午自谁言，

万古传闻为屈原；

堪笑楚江空渺渺，

不能洗得直臣冤。


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