What are the famous poems in Xi Murong's resume in the past?

Xi Murong, female, is a famous poet, essayist and painter. My ancestral home is Ming 'an Banner of Chahar League in Inner Mongolia. After being a Mongolian royal family, my grandmother was a royal princess and later settled in Taiwan Province Province with her family. 198 1 year, she published her first book of poetry, Qi Li Xiang, which caused a whirlwind in Taiwan Province Province and the sales performance was amazing. 1982, she published the first collection of essays, Traces of Growth, which showed her another creative form and continued the gentle and indifferent style of new poetry. Xi Murong's full name is Mullen Xilianbo, which means great river, and "Mu Rong" is a homophonic translation of "Mullen". 1943 Gregorian calendar 65438+ 10/5 was born in Jingangpo, a suburb of Chongqing. Originally from Ming 'an Banner, Chahar League, Inner Mongolia. /kloc-moved to Hong Kong in 0/949, spent his childhood in Hong Kong, and then moved to Taiwan Province Province with his family. /kloc-wrote poems in his diary when he was 0/3 years old. 1956 was admitted to Taipei Normal University. 1966 graduated with the first place from the Royal Academy of Art in Brussels, Belgium. From 65438 to 0969, he published his works in the Central Supplement of Taiwan Province Province under the pseudonym of Xiao Rui. In July, I returned to Taiwan Province Province to teach fine arts in Hsinchu Normal University. In the following years, he was invited to participate in many provincial and international art exhibitions. He also contributed under the pseudonyms of ·Xi·ao Rui, Mo Rong and Mullen Xi Lianbo, and most of his works are essays. 1970 published his works in the joint supplement under the pseudonym of Mullen. 1977 10 opened a column of "painting poems, painting poems" in Crown Magazine. 198 1 year, Taiwan Province dida publishing house published Xi Murong's first collection of poems, Qilixiang, and the famous collection of essays, Sandy Cao Fang. 1September, 989, I went to my parents' hometown and saw the Mongolian plateau for the first time. 1987 Nine Poems of Time in January was published by Erya Publishing House. 1July, 990, "My hometown is on the plateau" was published by Shenyuan Publishing House, and at the same time, the modern Mongolian poetry collection "Starlight in the Distance" was published. 1997 The Taste of Life is published by Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House.

If love can be explained, the oath can be modified.

If you meet me, we can reschedule.

Then, life will be easier.

If one day,

I can finally forget you.

However, this is not a random story.

Not tomorrow's play.

I couldn't find the manuscript and erased you.

-Xi Murong's "Error"

How to let you meet me

In my best moment, for this.

I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.

Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.

Follow the path you may take.

In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.

Every flower carries my previous hopes.

Please listen carefully when you come near.

The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting,

When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.

On the ground behind you

Friend, that's not a petal.

It is my withered heart

Just because I think when I look back at you, I miss you both.

-Xi Murong's "Gu Yue Fu"

When you are young, if you love someone,

Please be gentle with him.

No matter how long you have been in love,

If you can always be gentle with each other, then,

All the moments will be flawless beauty.

If you have to part, say goodbye,

I also thank you in my heart for giving you a memory.

When you grow up, you will know that when you look back,

Youth without resentment has no regrets,

Like a quiet full moon on the mountain.

-Xi Murong's Youth Without Complaints

I am a blooming summer lotus,

I hope you can see it now.

Wind and frost are not to be eroded,

Autumn rain has not yet fallen.

The green season has left me again,

I am elegant, not worried or afraid.

Now, to be exact,

The most beautiful moment,

The heavy door was locked,

After the fragrant smile,

Who knows my lotus heart?

You don't have a chance,

Either come too early, or,

too late ...

-Xi Murong's Lotus Heart

In those ancient years.

Have the same story.

Is the woman who plays the piano also sixteen?

Or me tonight?

That's the woman.

It has been waiting for thousands of years.

That gentle and humble soul

It was the time for Inger bloom, and she lingered and cried.

The same person.

Then even if I cry, don't laugh at my weakness.

How many dynasties have women sung the same song?

There is one under a tree full of magnolia flowers.

How many times did you part?

On this warm spring night

How many beautiful voices have sung ancient love songs?

-Xi Murong's "Ancient Lovesickness"

If I have an afterlife,

Just to get together with you once.

Just for the moment after billions of light years.

All the sweetness and sadness are in a flash.

Then let it happen.

Everything appears in an instant.

Let me bow and thank all the planets for their help.

Let me meet you and leave you.

Completed a poem written by God.

And then grow old.

-Xi Murong's Choice

You draw sadness in the corner of your eye.

I put wandering on my forehead.

You add a few strands of white hair to your mind.

I let the years carve my gaunt hands.

Then we pass by the corner.

No longer know each other coldly.

ah

Dear friend

Please don't blame that youthful appearance.

We are makeup artists ourselves.

-Xi Murong's "Encounter"

I have been looking forward to a beautiful love.

So I will abandon you without hesitation.

On the road of wandering, I have been looking for it.

But I didn't expect to turn back

You are young, and you will never go far.

You have never been a little separated in my heart.

When spring comes, they sing again and again.

"Grey sand inflammation on binjiang road" yue

Moonlight in front of Lishui Street.

Who picked the jasmine flowers in the garden that morning?

A skirt fluttering in the wind at the ferry head

Surf in the wind and fall.

The years buried deep underground turned into amber.

Before the gray dawn, I looked back in dismay.

Dear friends.

Does a bird have to burn itself to become a phoenix?

Is it necessary for youth to be stupid?

Love will be sad.

-Xi Murong "Looking Back"

Forever hope

The moonlit night at the age of twenty.

You can come back again

Live that life again

however

Shangshifeng

Don

How many flowers?

How many idle girls are there?

I think after they return to the jade steps.

I can only cut roses in vain.

Insert into a bottle

-Xi Murong's Millennium wish

The woman waded into the river to pick hibiscus.

Just yesterday.

And the white clouds on the river for thousands of years

It just stayed.

A few nameless poems

So my experience today

What's the difference

Love that once made me cry so much.

In retrospect, this is too much.

well

-Xi Murong's Enlightenment

I like vilen in the twilight.

At this moment

All the colors are quiet.

Darkness hasn't come yet.

On the lush green hills

The last fight is still passionate.

I also like life before dusk.

At this moment

All the stories have taken shape.

And the end hasn't come yet.

I smiled and looked back again.

Looking for my wandering sad heart.

-Xi Murong's Twilight

I know that no beautiful person will refuse or stay for anyone.

So, I hung my love and sadness on the wall for exhibition.

Then sell it.

-Xi Murong Art Exhibition

Why should I love you?

The sea has overflowed.

Cross the beach of my life

Retreat in such a hurry

Take away youth.

Take away youth.

Scatter the stars all over the sky

The mountains are still the same, and the trees are still the same.

My feet are no longer the current of yesterday.

The wind is clear and the clouds are light.

Wild lilies scattered on the top of the mountain at dusk.

Who became the laurel in the moonlight?

You can escape missing every night.

-Xi Murong's "Laurel's Wish"

It's nothing if the fog clears.

I am very worried

I promise you, when the fog clears,

I will leave.

Through the plants full of new tea and acacia

After tracking, I know

The road ahead will cross the slope where Miscanthus grows.

As far as I know, straight to the top.

Life must go from abundance to decay.

So if I'm in this foggy corner,

Hesitate a little or write occasionally.

Love Poem

Actually, there is nothing to worry about.

Some invitations in life should not be forgotten.

I promised you that I would only wait for you.

invite

-Xi Murong's Invitation to Life