Baudelaire (1821～1867) French poet.
Gao Xiang
Above the swamp, at the peak of the valley,
Can’t see the endless mountains, forests, clouds and sea,
< p>Fly over the sun, fly over the stars,Fly beyond the boundless space.
My god, you are dancing lightly,
Like a good swimmer intoxicated in the water,
With indescribable emotions and male Joy,
Swimming in the endless deep water.
Stay far away from the corruption and filth,
Wash away your sins in the clean air,
Let the fire of light fill the clear space
Like pure and holy wine swallowed into the belly. < /p>
Rush towards that peaceful and bright place.
The galloping thoughts, like sparrows,
Towards the empty morning, flying freely,
—Who can be above life,
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It is not difficult to understand the whispers of the flowers and the silent creatures!
The harmony of dusk
At dusk, the flowers tremble on the branches,
Each flower is emitting fragrance, like an incense burner;
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Sounds and scents echo in the night,
Melancholy waltzes and tired dizziness!
Each flower is exhaling incense, like an incense burner;
The violin sips paint like a wounded heart;
Melancholic waltz and tired dizziness !
The sky is sad and beautiful, like a big altar.
The violin weeps like a wounded heart,
A tender heart hates the vast sky and the dark night!
The sky is sad and beautiful, like a big altar,
The sun has sunk into its own coagulated blood.
A tender heart hates the vastness and darkness!
Collect all the relics of the glorious past!
The sun has sunk into my coagulated blood...
You are like a "holy body shining" in my memory!