-To Japanese girls
The most is the gentleness of bowing,
Like a lotus, it can't overcome the shyness of the cool breeze.
Take care, take care,
There is sweet sadness in the treasure—
Shian, Nora.
Eighteen poems by shian Nora
I remember the sunrise at Fusang Sea.
Gold is scattered on the sea of Fusang;
I remember the islands in the Fusang Sea,
Emerald floating on the Fusang Sea-
Shian, Nora.
Sailing leisurely in the faint waves,
I saw an ancient fishing boat with stars.
Like a group of carefree seabirds,
Rest your feathers and swim in the waves at dusk.
Shian, Nora.
This is a cemetery; Whose grave is this?
Riding the breeze in this mountain, relaxing and staying in the clouds?
I will never forget the beautiful tombstones and inscriptions.
Before living in a grave, there were mountains as clear as pine trees-
Shian, Nora. (Kobe Mountain Cemetery)
Hear warblers before the wind stops,
Look at that wide-winged eagle harrier passing through the clouds.
I depend on Gu Songming's eyes:
How are the people in the tomb like the leisure of the people in the tomb? —
Shian, Nora. (Kobe Mountain Cemetery)
Health, happiness, madness, I envy,
You all cheered in unison, "Arroyo!"
I am glad that I participated in the rain in the city.
Even butterflies are flying, Arroyo!
Shian, Nora. (Osaka Celebration)
Add music to my dreams-even now-
Clogs, crisp, fresh and meticulous,
The streets are full of bright lights and shadows.
In the shadow of the lamp, there is joy and happiness, "Arroyo!"
Shian, Nora. (Osaka Celebration)
Like the wind between the Three Gorges,
BaojJinchuan has beautiful scenery and is continuous;
Just like the danger seen in the canyon.
A boat in a water drop—
Shian, Nora. (Bao Jinchuan is rushing)
Give up the risk of turbulence, stir up clear ripples,
Violet has beautiful green hills;
Hold the long pole and stay in the center of the wave.
Bo looked at the leisurely fish in his heart-
Shian, Nora. (same as above)
Be quiet! Stop paddling,
Listen to the loud joy in the green forest,
Thrush or Zhi Geng? Like a few drops of perfume,
Drop into my thirsty heart-
Shian, Nora. (same as above)
Five Towers: Don't laugh at the madness of tourists.
Boat people, you enjoy the peace of mountains and rivers.
Have a Shojaei, my friend, and get drunk.
Uta uta. The less rude voice of the mountain god—
Shian, Nora. (same as above)
I don't distinguish-I don't need to argue-strange lyrics.
Like unyielding waves in a cave,
Just like an old soldier telling a story of his youth,
Uta Uta! I'm full of wonderful ideas-
Shian, Nora. (same as above)
That's a cuckoo! She embroidered a ribbon,
Standing in the foothills of green mountains and green waters;
Ah, that Biboli also carries her fragrance,
Biboli's charming timidity hides her peach blossoms-
Shian, Nora.
But it provided me with serious intoxication,
Not just born, charming is born!
I admire their uniform color,
Bright as a butterfly, light as a butterfly-
Shian, Nora.
I am a night butterfly in the valley;
Forming on the grass, flying in the dark,
I present beautiful gold powder on my wings,
I love stars thousands of miles away-
Shian, Nora.
I am a drunken flower bee;
I am full of fragrance and outspoken about my madness:
Now, humming a tune on the way home,
I want to praise another kind of flower wine, which I once tasted-
Shian, Nora.
The most is the gentleness of bowing,
Like a lotus, it can't overcome the shyness of the cool breeze.
Take care, take care,
There is sweet sadness in the treasure-
Shian, Nora.