第十八拍 (5 columns in standard script) 歸來故鄉見親族，田園半蕪春草綠。 明燭重然煨燼灰，寒泉更洗沉泥玉。 載持巾櫛禮儀好，一弄絲桐生死足。 出入關山十二年，哀情盡在胡笳曲。
I return home and see my kin; The fields and gardens are half wild, but the spring grass is green. Bright candles are lit again from ashes and ruins; Cool spring water cleanses a jade that had sunk in the mire. As I hold towel and comb, I rediscover the good rituals and etiquettes; Touching the ch’in again enables me to live or die without regret. From going out through the pass to my return was twelve years; Now all my sorrows are told in this Song of the Nomad Flute.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
18. Wen-chi Returns Home
Date: 2021-09-20 02:32 pm (UTC)歸來故鄉見親族，田園半蕪春草綠。
明燭重然煨燼灰，寒泉更洗沉泥玉。
載持巾櫛禮儀好，一弄絲桐生死足。
出入關山十二年，哀情盡在胡笳曲。
I return home and see my kin;
The fields and gardens are half wild, but the spring grass is green.
Bright candles are lit again from ashes and ruins;
Cool spring water cleanses a jade that had sunk in the mire.
As I hold towel and comb, I rediscover the good rituals and etiquettes;
Touching the ch’in again enables me to live or die without regret.
From going out through the pass to my return was twelve years;
Now all my sorrows are told in this Song of the Nomad Flute.