白石垂柳

自来白石鬓添霜，

一夕镜中眉柳长。

唯有性情仍似昨，

圈圈点点更痴忙。

 

White Rock's Willow

Since White Rock frosts my temples bare,
My brows now willows in the mirror’s stare.
Only my nature stays as days of old—
Dots upon dots, in blissful toil enrolled.

 

 

选自尹思泉2025诗画册页《闲情雪寄》

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Selected from Siquan yin's 2025 Poetry and Painting Album “Leisurely Sentiments delivered in Snow”