Hurry! Come on, come on!
When is a cigarette, a mountain and a cloud?
A water, a bridge, a car accident,
A forest pine tree, a bunch of bamboo, red leaves are:
Colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery,
As clear as a dream, vague, hidden,-
Come on, come on! Is it a wheel or time?
Urging old Qiu, urging old age!
Liu Dabai, on the autumn night river
Birds return to their nests,
Embarrassed as it is,
And come back with the sunset.
Flap your wings,
Throw the sunset on the river;
White-headed reed,
And dressed up as a beautiful woman.
( 1923)
Pigeon Hu Shi
Clouds are light and the sky is high. What a late autumn weather!
There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air.
Look at them in twos and threes,
Back and forth,
Iraq is like Italy,—
Abrupt, turn it over and reflect the sunshine, white lining the sky, very beautiful!
( 19 18)
Autumn morning is at stake.
Goodbye, starry night,
I have suffered from the pain that holy water is hard to wash,
You stepped on my back,
Welcome, Shu Dong, you are alive again!
At this last moment, I opened my eyes.
Hold the sun's feet with both hands. Look at that.
Leaves quiver, flowers dance, intoxicated by the sound of the city,
Until you cry with joy!
( 1934)