Sadt, a modern Kirgiz poetess
Let power be inserted into the wings of poetry.
-Sadt Gamali, instrumental class 1986 alumnus, member of Chinese Writers Association, member of Xinjiang Writers Association.
At the end of 2009, the author's poetry won an award in the essay of Song of Ancestors in National Literature magazine. There are also 55 minority writers in the advanced research class of Lu Xun College of Literature in Dongxiang, including my university teacher Feng Yan, a writer in Dongxiang, and Sadt, an alumnus of the Art Department. At that time, she wore a bright red Kirgiz national costume and shuttled through the crowd, smiling and feeling very active. But when I really went to Xinjiang to interview her, I realized that this strong national poet was once troubled by illness and bound by family burdens. ...
Sadat Gamali, a Kirgiz, 198 1 was admitted to the preparatory course of Northwest University for Nationalities, and 1986 graduated from the cello major of the Art Department of Northwest University for Nationalities with a bachelor of arts degree. He is now a member of China Cellist Association, Xinjiang Writers Association and Chinese Writers Association, and a student of the advanced seminar for young and middle-aged writers of Lu Xun College of Literature 12. Since 1980s, he has published hundreds of poems, some of which have been translated into Tangke, Uygur, Kazakh and Russian.
work arrangement
In, Western Symphony, Ethnic Literature, Qiang Literature, Frontier Literature, Times Literature, Poetry Magazine, Poetry Volume, Green Wind, Poets, Ethnic Writers, Western China, Western Culture, Xinjiang Minority Literature Works in the New Period, 1999 published a personal collection of poems "Searching for a Visit". His works were selected into the literature works of ethnic minorities in the 60th anniversary of the founding of New China, and a variety of poems were selected from books such as Poetry Collection.
Contemporary. poetic sentiment
Blue and white porcelain
Na Ren Qi Qi ge
Swirl gently on the water waves
Flowers bloom and sweep the spring waves. Oh, the warm sun.
Green shows off its softness and breath.
Just like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River
When it appears, it is a kind of perfection.
This is from the cloud to
Blue and white porcelain, or
From water drops to clouds to blue and white porcelain
Honey, please hold me tight.
-I'm your blue and white porcelain.
When I shouted out blue and white porcelain
I am the essence of your work, craft and heaven and earth.
Please care and give up in this life.
those days
Yushang cigarettes
I was thin at that time.
Followed by a large group of boys.
They always whistle.
According to the bell.
At that time, the clouds were not tightly held together.
I ride a bike. I don't look at anything else.
There are his old books in the basket.
The wind passed through the town where peach blossoms were in full bloom.
Blue skirt, white shirt
Qi Liu Hai is like a curtain.
Every time he says I look good.
I will bow my head and smile shyly.
There were no cell phones at that time.
No suspicion and enemies, no fumes on the road.
The water is clear and the road is narrow.
Everyone uses bicycles to measure their own world.
We don't have many ideas.
It's enough to see each other.
The forest is small and the apple flowers are dense.
The two men stood for a while, all red.
I've seen a lot of love.
Brightstar
I've seen a lot of love.
However, there is no one like you and me.
Dare not stay for a moment
I can't stop for a moment.
I only let my eyes wander inch by inch in your body.
I only let a bird land on my golden chest.
Honey is as quiet and soft as honey
I only ask you to play a hidden instrument.
No one can hear this wonderful sound.
Except me, or you
This is when one person falls in love with another.
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