刘伯午先生历年来追忆爱妻金焕云的怀念所作的诗
清明寄语
两仪定位,即肇阴阳;万物推源,咸归奇偶。人非怀葛①,
畴安无欲之天?世异羲农②,孰得忘情之地;元稹之“遣悲怀”,
良有以业,潘岳之“悼亡辞”,岂徒然哉。又逢清明,世人仙去
两年矣。俚词追思,调寄《西江月》;
少时情投意合,老更恩爱缠绵。五十余年好褡裆,人称
“金婚”美眷。为何弃我而去?思君痛断肝肠:今生巳矣来生愿:
再续未了尘缘!
①无怀氏、葛天氏
②伏羲氏、神农氏
①、②均为传说中太古时代的部族首领。
丙子清明 1996年4月
伤 逝
老伴金焕云与我同庚同学,相濡以沫50余载,于1994年1月29日弃我而去。已4年矣,无日不思。她生前喜唱刘半农作词、赵元任谱曲的名歌《教我如何不想她》。追思往事,诗以之。
(一)
身似孤鸿巳无家,每从梦里忆风华。
八十衰翁凄凉甚,教我如何不想她?!
(二)
她去海角或天涯,碧落黄泉空咨嗟 !
犹有生前遗物在,教我如何不想她?!
(三)
她生前朝帝胄家,祖辈几代沾荣华。
自嫁黔娄甘贫贱,教我如何不想她?!
Mourn the Deceased
My old mate Jin Huan-yun and I were of the same age. We were also former schoolmates. We help and loved each other for more than fifty years. But she died on January 29,994and has deserted me four years, during which I was missing her day and night. When she was alive, she liked to sing the song“How I Miss her!”Its words were written by Liu Ban-nong;its music was composed by Zhao yuan-ren。Recalling the past。I mourn her with the following poems:
(1)
I’m like a solitary swan goose
Which has been homeless.
I’m always recalling her elegance and intellectual brilliance.
In my dreams.
The life of the decrepit 80-year old chap.
Is indeed dreary and miserable.
How I miss her, Huan-yun!
(2)
She has gone to the remotest corner.
In the celestial world.
I’m sighing and crying her in vain.
Throughout the Green Void and yellow spring!
Things when she was alive
Still remain.
How I miss her, Huan-yun!
(3)
She was born into a family.
Of king’s imperial descendants. Several generations of her ancestors.
Enjoyed great wealth and high glory.
After her marriage to a poor scholar’
She was reconciled to sharing poverty with me.
How I miss her, Huan-yun!
贤妻诤友的金焕云
我的元配妻子金焕云在大学时颇有名气,追她的人很多,最终和我好了。我问她为什么?她说我会相面,你不是小白脸,憨厚老实,看着不奸,你是元宝耳朵,主有福,你人中长嘴唇厚主长寿,你不会花言巧语,爱念书肚里有货,你个子矮背微驼八字脚没有自骄自傲的条件会听话。1942年和她结婚如同中了彩票一样心满意足,为了取悦于她,填了一阕词,调寄忆江南:“平生愿,愿做小提琴,常亲玉人芙蓉面,从容拜倒石榴裙,便死也甘心。”她看完写道:“没出息。”三个字。一本正经地说:“士为知己者死,女为悦己者容。努力修齐治平,勿肖文人无行。”我羞惭满面,铭记在心。从此认真学习,1947年从助教破格提升为副教授,那年我才29岁,沾沾自喜。她告诫我谦虚谨慎,勿骄勿躁,对年长的教授副教授要执弟子礼,道路长着呢。”使我受用终生。
临别赠妻反思
文革某日,革命小将告我从今晚起对我隔离审查,要带些长期的衣物.老妻给我壮胆:不要怕,你要顶得住,不要想不开,我等着你。”我当时扯下一张纸,写了几个字道:
“自古艰难唯一死, 泰山鸿毛有重轻。
宁愿被人毙杖下, 决不心窄自轻生。
我的软肋被打折三根,终未屈服,我这花岗岩的头颅未见上帝。如今山明水秀柳暗花明,过上好日子,而老妻已弃我十三年矣,余音尚在耳际,正是夫欲报而妻不在,悲夫,回想当年岁月,悟出一番歪理:
阶级从来讲斗争, 文革不与平时同.
可怜户户房间少, 逼得老九住牛棚?