Sorrow in August
The white ducks are swimming in the yellow pond.
Sorghum stems are too high,
How to insert this beating heart,
A narrow road in the field, this August sorrow?
The hill was washed away by rain last night.
Leave another shadow to shine on the sun;
The sheep followed the shepherd into the village.
There is a well in the shade of a big tree, which looks like a heart!
Nobody said anything in August,
Summer has passed, and it is not autumn yet.
But I looked at the fields, the melons on the earth walls,
I still don't understand what life has to do with dreams.
still
You stretch out into the clear sky like a lake.
White clouds are like a first-class cold current, clear.
Let me follow Lin 'an to explore your fountain;
I still have all kinds of doubts.
Every reflection of you!
You spread like a thousand flowers!
Fairy face is every petal of yours, which is more fragrant.
The warm and attractive smell of flowers, accompanied by a cool evening:
I said flowers, this is a trick of spring.
To steal someone's infatuation!
You learn from books whose leaves are blowing in the wind,
Reveal your every thought; Every corner of the mind,
Your eyes look at me and you keep talking:
But I still didn't answer, and there was silence.
Embrace my soul forever.
enthusiasm
I want to seize this bold moment.
Calm, clear-headed
Drinking the sweet fresh dew of spring,
Wave the sword of thought,
Let's dance That glance is the sharpest.
Sharp, like snow in the wilderness
Shining in the cold light of the moon,
Spit out cold and exciting light; -yeah,
Cut off the lingering during this time,
An argument with obscene meshes,
Cut out flawless transparent film,
Look at you, pure beauty,
Naked majesty.
Then step on it
Any peak climbs the white clouds.
And brocade-like light, in a
Changhong, overlooking the surging sea,
Under the quiet blue sky,
Write down my surprise and joy,
Give me the hottest tears,
My faith, sincerity and power of love,
Worship forever,
Worship before your beauty!
In May, Xiangshan
A summer night in the mountains
One summer night in the mountains, I won.
Like no bottom;
Shadows, dense pine forests;
There is no light around.
There is only one lamp flashing on the mountain-two lamps.
Like the eyes of the night, the eyes of the night are watching
The wind is spreading all over the mountain.
Like to walk;
Branches and leaves that have fled to the ground.
There are silent meadows everywhere.
It's just running water, which keeps flowing in the valley.
Stone's heart and mouth are singing.
Even a static electricity, under cover.
Like soft curtains.
The problem is gone. It's at the four corners.
Fuzzy, is this a dream snooping?
The night elephant is praying and silently expecting.
Deep and gloomy piety spreads in silence.
193 1 year
Excerpt from New Moon, Volume 4, Issue 7 (June 1933)
Hear music in the middle of the night
This must be your finger again,
Flip,
In the middle of the night, I feel sad;
I can't help blushing,
Listen quietly,
The vivid scene of midnight black boy.
Listen to my heart,
horrible
I know, but how can I respond?
Life has already defined her style,
Too weak
It is people's beautiful imagination.
Unless there is such a day in my dream,
you and I
Let's climb the string of hope.
Autumn, this autumn
This is autumn, autumn,
The wind should be soft;
The sun is still smiling,
Shining with gold, boasting.
He really doesn't have much.
The most extravagant morning and evening!
Everywhere, in this autumn,
Patches are lying around.
Shan Ye, among the branches and leaves,
Like a drunken butterfly, or
Coral pearls, luxurious separation,
Colorful landing on the ground.
At this time, my heart is like a song.
Shining in the water of the mountain spring,
Beads splashed out.
The voice of the rock is singing.
Full of enthusiasm at this time.
It's all yours, autumn knows,
Know the wild in autumn,-
Autumn inadvertently fell in love with it.
Inadvertently confused!
But autumn, this autumn,
He held a fantastic wedding reception,
Not for your happiness:
He released his hand and put it around,
Illusion like falling flowers,
It is also because of uncertainty.
Sadness, in the final analysis.
In the center of life!
A rustling wind, from
Last night, the outer edge of the west window,
Shake the buttonwood and cry. ——
At first you wanted to know:
Lotus leaf has not been damaged;
The canoe stopped in the middle of the current;
Whispering in summer nights, insects singing,
I still believe I'm still hugging.
Warm and sweet in the ear;
But the buttonwood leaves bring osmanthus fragrance,
The light has been turned on.
Everything is different, he said with a flash:
As long as a night of wind, a night of illusion.
The cold fog fascinated my eyes,
In this late autumn,
Who are you arguing with? Behind the reality
It's realistic and absurd,
Is fruit an incredible lie?
Doubt can't resist simple cruelty,
Stop pitying the bleeding sadness,
Take the time to admit it.
Creation is a craftsman of destruction.
Faith is just a scent,
That good idea can't stand the west wind any longer.
Whistling through the buttonwood!
If you can't forget, you can't forget.
Birds I've heard before;
I believe it is because of the flowers I have seen.
Should sleep in the middle of the past. ……
The pride of autumn is the fruit,
Not a bud.-Life doesn't allow you.
Don't give you accumulated fragrance;
Hand over each layer of light and heat color;
Drain your most embarrassing acid.
At this time,
Never cry; Or make a phone call;
There is no need to close your eyes and pray;
Looking to the future;
As long as it's low, in silence, low.
There is a sleepy bear, a bear.
This autumn with falling leaves
Listen to the wind and pull the strings together;
This night, this night, this tragic change!
Go ahead
You go, I go, we break up here;
You don't have to worry about which way you go.
Look at that street lamp, it goes all the way to the horizon.
You just have to walk along this bright straight line!
You go first, I'll stand here and watch you,
Light feet, don't let the dust fly.
I want to recognize your distant figure,
Until the distance makes me confused about you,
Or I'll call your name,
Keep reminding you that I'm here
In order to dispel the coldness in the street and the desolation in the middle of the night,
Watching you go home ...
No, I have my own opinion,
You need not worry about me; You take the main road,
I walked into this alley and looked at the tree.
Reaching the sky, I walked over, turned around,
In the past, it was a crazy mess;
There are deep pools, shallow depressions and half-bright and half-dark water stops.
Like tears at night;
There are stones and creeping weeds that sting the tibia and ankle.
Tripping while expecting passers-by to be distracted!
But don't worry, I have enough courage,
The dangerous journey can't calm me down.
When you are far away, I will stride forward,
This wilderness is full of fresh night dew;
Don't worry about the clouds, but the wind is blowing.
Mercury flows in the sea of clouds;
More importantly, it will shine on my heart forever;
And that sleepless pearl, I love you!
smile
Her eyes, her lips,
There is a circular vortex on the lips.
As beautiful as dew,
A bright smile.
Hiding in the shining shell teeth.
That's laughter-God's smile, beautiful smile;
The reflection of water, the light song of the wind.
Laughing at her loose curly hair,
Scattered in her ear.
Soft as a flower shadow,
Itchy sweetness
Into your heart.
It was a smile-a poetic smile, a picturesque smile:
Traces of clouds, soft waves of waves.
Hear music in the middle of the night
This must be your finger again,
Flip,
In the middle of the night, I feel sad.
I can't help blushing,
Listen quietly,
The vivid scene of midnight black boy.
Listen to my heart,
horrible
I know, but how can I respond?
Life has already defined her style,
Too weak
It is people's beautiful imagination.
Unless there is such a day in my dream,
you and I
Let's climb the string of hope.
still
You stretch out into the clear sky like a lake.
White clouds are like a first-class cold current, clear.
Let me follow Lin 'an to explore your fountain;
I still have all kinds of doubts.
Every reflection of you!
You spread like a thousand flowers!
Fairy face is every petal of yours, which is more fragrant.
The warm and attractive smell of flowers, accompanied by a cool evening:
I said flowers, this is a trick of spring.
To steal someone's infatuation!
You learn from books whose leaves are blowing in the wind,
Reveal your every thought; Every corner of the mind,
Your eyes look at me and you keep talking:
But I still didn't answer, and there was silence.
Embrace my soul forever.
hope
I'd rather be a fallen leaf,
Let the rain fall everywhere;
Or a cloud, in a clear blue sky,
No longer connected with the earth.
But grab that sad sign,
To touch the disappointment that has not landed;
Twilight, night shift, tiptoe,
Everything is empty, without tenderness;
Forget the existence of this world; Have you;
Mourn for those who have loved;
Falling like a fallen flower, forgetting to go.
The emotion in these tears.
Nothing will be left until that day comes,
In less than an instant, a gust of wind
Trace, you have to forget me, too
I live in this world.
that night
That night, my boat was pushed out of the river,
There are dense stars in the clear blue sky.
That night, you held my hand,
The lost starry night blockade relieves anxiety.
That night, you and I parted ways,
Each of them realized the emergence of life.
My boat is still floating on the sea,
Thin masts often sway in the wind and waves.
So far, the sun has only wandered behind me,
Layers of shadows surround me.
I still remember that night,
Starlight, tears, the white river!
I still miss your farming on the shore;
Red flowers, yellow flowers and bright flowers.
I hope to reach the top that day,
Honey generally moistens memories.
On that day, I will step on an arrow with wings.
Look at your garden and shoot a complete string.
On that day, you will hear songs like birds.
That is, I am waiting for your appreciation.
On that day, you will see messy flower shadows.
That is, I broke into the border of that year!
April Day on Earth
I said you are the April day of this world.
Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Lightweight and flexible
Dancing and changing in the splendor of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
The evening breeze is soft, and the planetesimals are there.
Unintentionally flashing, drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That's lightness, that's elegance. You are, Xianyan.
You are wearing a crown of flowers, and you are
Naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night.
After the snow melts, the goose yellow looks like you; fresh
The first green bud, you are; Gentle and happy
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.
You are a flower and a swallow in the tree.
Whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth,
It's hope, you are April day on earth!
Don't throw it away
Don't abandon
This past enthusiasm
Now it's like running water.
soft
At the bottom of the cold mountain spring
In the darkness of the pine forest
Sighing melancholy
You still have to keep it true.
It is also the moon.
It is also the lamp on the other side of the mountain.
Only people can't see the stars in the sky
Hanging like a dream
You asked the night to come back.
That sentence-you still have to believe it.
Put it in the valley
Echo
Sorrow in August
The white ducks are swimming in the yellow pond.
Sorghum stems are too high,
How to insert this beating heart,
A narrow road in the field, this August sorrow?
The hill was washed away by rain last night.
Leave another shadow to shine on the sun;
The sheep followed the shepherd into the village.
There is a well in the shade of a big tree, which looks like a heart!
Nobody said anything in August,
Summer has passed, and it is not autumn yet.
But I looked at the fields, the melons on the earth walls,
I still don't understand what life has to do with dreams.