中国诗歌：“我家周围有一片竹林” - 美国大都会艺术博物馆展品查阅

品名（中）	中国诗歌：“我家周围有一片竹林”
品名（英）	Chinese Poem: “There is a bamboo grove around my house”
入馆年号	2018年，2018.853.29
策展部门	亚洲艺术（Asian Art）
创作者	Ryōkan Taigu【1758 至 1831】【日本人】
创作年份	公元 1800 - 公元 1831
创作地区
分类	书法（Calligraphy）
尺寸	图像: 49 7/16 × 19 1/16 英寸 (125.6 × 48.4 厘米) 整体 with mounting: 81 9/16 × 24 英寸 (207.2 × 61 厘米) 整体 with knobs: 81 9/16 × 26 英寸 (207.2 × 66 厘米)
介绍（中）	乍一看，即使是在语言方面受过训练的人看来，瑞康和尚的草书也显得有些草率，外表几乎幼稚，有些地方难以辨认。但是，这种简单、朴实、充满活力的毛笔书写风格，完全是个人的和独特的，这为Ryōkan赢得了有史以来伟大的禅僧书法家之一的尊重。尽管他在恩茨ūji寺的Kokusen方丈的指导下接受了Sōt 333;僧人的培训，并在其师父去世后获得了寺庙负责人的职位，但他放弃了严格的修道制度，而是决定主要以隐士的身份生活，并赢得了怪人的声誉。他致力于汉语和日语诗歌（尤其是俳句），无论是在他自己的时代还是现在，他都渴望用自己独特的手书写他的诗歌这里的例子是一首用五个字（gogonshi）写成的中国诗歌，歌颂竹子的美德：我家周围有一片竹林 <数千人站在一起，形成一片平静的阴影嫩芽疯长，堵塞了这里和那里的道路古老的树枝一路伸展，划破天空寒冷的冬天给他们带来了精神力量<升起的雾气将他们裹上了神秘的面纱在他们健康的美丽他们甚至与松树和橡树并列，尽管他们没有与桃子和李子争奇斗艳它们的躯干是直立的结在中间他们的心没有填充物，他们的根结实<竹子，我钦佩你的诚实和力量<做我的朋友，站在我的退路上，直到永远（翻译自Nobuyuki Yuasa）
介绍（英）	At first glance the cursive Chinese calligraphy of Monk Ryōkan seems, even to those trained in the language, to be somewhat sloppy, almost childish in appearance, and illegible in places. But this disarmingly simple, artless, and exuberant style of brush writing—utterly individual and idiosyncratic—earned Ryōkan esteem as one of the great Zen monk calligraphers of all time. Though he trained as a Sōtō monk under Abbot Kokusen at Entsūji Temple, and was offered the position of head of the temple after his master died, he renounced the rigors of a monastic regimen and instead decided to live mostly as a recluse and earned the reputation of being an eccentric. He was dedicated to poetry in both Chinese and Japanese (especially haiku), and examples of his verse brushed in his own distinctive hand were avidly sought, both in his own day and into the present. The example here is a Chinese verse written in five-characters (gogonshi) extolling the virtue of bamboo: There is a bamboo grove around my house. Several thousands stand together, forming a placid shade. Young shoots run wild, blocking the roads here and there. Old branches stretch all the way, cutting across the sky. Frosty winters have armed them with a spiritual strength. Rising mists wrap them with the veil of profound mystery. In their healthy beauty they even rank with pine and oak, Although they do not vie in grandeur with peach and plum. Their trunks are upright and their knots are far between. Their hearts are void of stuffing and their roots sturdy. Bamboo trees, I admire you for your honesty and strength. Be my friends, and stand about my retreat until eternity. (Translation adapted from Nobuyuki Yuasa)