I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.
Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.
I am a miner's lamp with your forehead blackened.
When you grope in the tunnel of history.
I am a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Pull it into your shoulder
-the motherland!
I am very poor.
I am sad
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope.
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years
-Motherland
I am your brand-new ideal.
Just broke free from the mythical spider web.
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow.
I am your tearful smile.
I am the newly painted white starting line.
This is crimson dawn.
Spraying
-Motherland
I am one billionth of you.
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters.
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me.
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom.
-Motherland
my dear motherland
2. < To Oak Tree >
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.
3. < A flowering tree >;
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
4.< ancient lovesickness >
Just because I think when I look back at you, I miss you both.
—— Gu Yuefu
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 when Yinger bloomed, 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?
5. < Looking back >
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.
Sandstorm Day in binjiang road
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.
6. Tagore's The Farthest Distance in the World
The furthest distance in the world
Not life and death.
but
I'm standing right in front of you
But you don't know that I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
No, I'm standing right in front of you
But you don't know that I love you.
but
Know that we love each other
But not together.
The furthest distance in the world
I didn't know you loved each other.
But not together.
but
Obviously can't resist this yearning.
But you have to pretend you didn't.
Put you
In my heart
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that I can't resist this yearning.
But I have to pretend that I didn't take you at all
In my heart
but
With your cold heart
To those who love you.
Dig an impassable ditch
7.< The farthest distance in the world > Tagore
The furthest distance in the world
Not the distance between life and death.
It's that I stand in front of you
You don't know I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
No, I'm standing in front of you
You don't know I love you.
But obsessed with love
But you can't say I love you.
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that I can't say I love you
I miss you so much.
But it can only be buried deep in my heart
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that I can't say I miss you.
But love each other.
But we can't be together.
The furthest distance in the world
Do not love each other
But we can't be together.
But knowing that true love is invincible
Pretend not to care.
The furthest distance in the world
Not the distance between trees.
But branches that grow from the same root.
But can't depend on each other in the wind
The furthest distance in the world
It is not that branches cannot depend on each other.
But the stars look at each other.
But there are no intersecting trajectories.
The furthest distance in the world
Not the trajectory between stars.
But even if the tracks intersect,
But in a flash, there was nowhere to find it.
The furthest distance in the world
It's not that the moment is nowhere to be found.
But we haven't met yet.
It is doomed to be impossible to come together.
The furthest distance in the world
Is the distance between fish and birds.
One is in the sky, and the other is deep under the sea.
8. < A flowering tree >;
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
9.< Goodbye Cambridge >
Xu zhimo
I left quietly, just as I came gently;
I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset;
Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!
The pool under the shade of the elm tree is not a clear spring.
It is the rainbow in the sky that is crushed in floating seaweed, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass.
Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.
I left quietly, just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.