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Will you forget that happy moment,
Buried by us under the pavilion of love?
Facing the cold body, we paved it.
Not moss, but leaves and flowers.
Oh, flowers are lost happiness,
Leaves are hope, but they still exist.
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Have you forgotten the dead? Has it
Some ghosts will come out to avenge it!
It has a memory and turns its heart into a grave.
And regret, dive into the fog of the bottom of the spirit.
Will whisper to you:
Once happiness disappears, it is pain.
"Don't lift this curtain."
Don't lift the curtain: Oh, I care.
Call life, although there is no real picture;
I just painted it randomly.
Imitate what we want-and hope.
And fear, twin fate, hiding behind,
In the depths of the cave, fantasy keeps weaving.
I know someone who found it-
He wants to find something to pin his love on,
But I can't find it. There is nothing in the world.
The real image can make him move a little.
So he drifted in the cold crowd,
Being a light in the shadow is a bright spot.
Falling on a gloomy landscape, he is also an elf.
The pursuit of truth, but like a "preacher" (1) sigh.
Philosophy of love
Spring water always meets rivers,
The river flows into the sea again,
The breeze in the sky will always melt.
A sweet feeling;
What is loneliness in the world?
Everything is due to the laws of nature
Will merge into a spirit.
Why are you different from me?
Look at the mountain kissing the blue sky.
The waves also embrace each other;
Who has seen that flowers can't tolerate each other:
Sisters despise brothers?
The sun hugs the earth tightly,
The moonlight kissed the waves;
But what good are these kisses,
If you don't kiss me?
Here-
1
There is a word that is often abused.
Don't want to abuse again;
There is a feeling of being ignored,
Can you despise it again?
There is a hope that is too much like despair.
Caution cannot be crushed;
Please have mercy from your heart,
It is extremely precious to me.
2
What I offer cannot be called love,
Just worship,
Even heaven is willing to take care of it,
Think you shouldn't be a stranger?
Like a moth longing for the sky,
The night wants to embrace the morning,
How can we not let the tragic world die?
Fall in love with something far away?
changeful
We are like clouds that cover the midnight moon;
It kept running, shining and trembling,
Shine dazzling light in the dark! -But soon.
When the night closes, it will disappear forever;
Like a forgotten harp, discordant strings.
Every time you fiddle with it, it makes a different sound.
Every time you play it again on that exquisite instrument,
The tone and syllables will not be the same as before.
We sleep: dreams can rest in peace;
Let's get up: wandering thoughts will defile this day again;
We feel, think, imagine, laugh or cry,
Whether you cling to sadness or get rid of troubles:
After all, it is the same! Because, ah, in this world,
Happiness and sadness will slip away:
Our tomorrow will never be like yesterday,
Alas, everything refuses to stay except impermanence.
"That moment is gone forever, son!"
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That moment is gone forever, son!
It sank, dried up and never looked back!
We look back,
Can't help but feel afraid:
I hope the ghost below will cry sadly;
You and I fooled it to death,
In the dark river of life.
2
The stream we are looking at has been
Rolling away, never looking back;
But we insist
A desolate environment,
Like a tombstone to commemorate the dead.
Hope and fear: Oh, the dawn of life
Let them fly away and retire.
To larks.
Hello, happy elf!
You never seem to be a bird,
From heaven or the way of heaven,
Accompanied by cheerful music.
Don't carve art, pour out your heart.
Up, then fly high,
You jump from the ground,
Like a faint fire,
Through the blue sky,
Always singing and flying, flying and singing.
The sun below the horizon,
Emit golden lightning,
In the clear sky, the clouds are steaming,
You fly in the bright light,
The seemingly invisible joy began a rapid expedition.
A faint crimson dusk.
Melt in your voyage,
Like a star in the sky,
Although we can't see each other,
But I can clearly hear your happy and powerful voice-
Sharp and bright music,
Sharp arrows like silver stars,
Its bright light,
The morning light faded,
It's hard to say, but you can feel it in space.
The whole earth and atmosphere,
Ring through your gentle voice,
As if on a desolate night,
From behind the lonely cloud,
The bright moon radiates light, and its brightness permeates the universe.
Ode to the West Wind
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Oh, the wild west wind, the breath of autumn life!
You are invisible, but the dead leaves are swept away by you.
It's like a ghost meets a wizard and has to escape:
Yellow, black, gray, red as tuberculosis,
Ah, a group of people who are seriously infected with the epidemic: Xifeng, it's you.
Drive the wing seeds.
On the bed in the dark winter, they just lie there,
Like a dead hole in the grave, cold, hidden and humble,
Wait until spring, when your beautiful sister blows.
Her trumpet resounded through the sleeping earth,
(Call out buds and feed in the air like sheep)
Let the mountains and plains be full of color and fragrance.
Free spirit, you travel everywhere;
Destroyer and Protector: Listen, you listen!
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When the sky is in chaos,
Clouds are torn like dead leaves of the earth.
Branches intertwined with the sky and the sea.
Be the messenger of rain and electricity: they will fall.
On the blue waves of your solemn breath,
Like a crazy girl's fluttering hair flashing,
From the distant and blurred edge of the sky
Straight to the sky, swaying everywhere.
Curly hair wants a thunderstorm, for a dying year.
You sang Corona Herr and this dense night.
Will be the dome of a huge tomb,
With the cohesion of your strength;
That's your breath, and it will explode from it.
Black Rain, Hail and Flame: Oh, listen!
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It's you, you awakened the blue Mediterranean,
It's been sleeping all summer,
Hypnotized by the clear water,
On the pumice island in Baya Bay,
It dreamed of ancient palaces and pavilions.
Shaking in the waves reflected in the water sky,
They are all covered with moss and flowers.
What a charming smell! Oh, here you are.
Make way for the turbulent waves in the Atlantic Ocean.
Split yourself into two sides, but fall into the abyss.
Flowers and plants in the ocean and muddy forests
Although the branches and leaves are sparse, there is no energy;
Hearing your voice, they turned blue with fear:
Trembling and automatically contracting at the same time: Oh, listen!
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Hey, if I am a dead leaf and you let me float,
If I were a cloud, I could fly with you.
It's a wave, breathe with your strength,
If I have your pulse, it doesn't matter.
You are too free, oh, an uncontrollable life!
If I could dance like Feng Ling when I was a teenager.
I will be your partner and swim in the sky.
Because, at that time, if I wanted to chase you to the sky,
I wouldn't be like this.
So eager to pray with you.
Oh, lift me up like waves, leaves and clouds!
I fell on the thorns of life, I was bleeding!
This kind of life is suppressed by the heavy shackles of years.
I am like you: proud, agile and unruly.
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Think of me as your harp, like a forest;
Although my leaves have fallen, what does it matter!
Music inspired by your huge ensemble
Will be dyed by the Woods and my late autumn:
Although sad and sweet. Oh, I hope you can give it to me.
Violent spirit! Brave, let us become one!
Please blow my dead thoughts to the world,
Let it give birth to new life like dead leaves!
Oh, please listen to this incantation poem.
Just take my words, like ashes and sparks.
The unlit fire spread to the world!
Let the horn of prophecy pass through my lips
Wake up the sleeping earth! If it's winter
It has come, west wind, can spring be far behind?