I am a cloud in the sky,
Occasionally projected into your heart—
You don't have to be surprised,
There's no need to be happy-
It disappeared in an instant.
You and I met in the dark sea,
You have yours, I have mine, direction;
You remember it well,
You'd better forget,
The light that shines on each other at this intersection.
The Last Day
In the year when the spring breeze no longer came back,
When the dead branches are no longer green,
At that time, there was no light in the sky.
Only the dark devil smells.
The dead space of the sun, moon and starlight;
On the day when all standards are overturned,
When revaluing all values:
Exposed to the power of final judgment
All hypocrisy and vanity and vanity:
Naked souls fall before the Lord;
I love it, then you and I don't have to be proud anymore,
There is no need to complain, argue and hide,
Your heart and mine are like snow-white ice love,
On the green stem of love, you are beautiful, happy and beautiful.
Before God, love is the only glory.
Happy snow
If I were a snowflake,
Handsome in midair,
I must know my direction clearly.
-Fly, fly, fly,
This land has my direction.
Don't go to that cold valley,
Don't go to the desolate foothills,
I won't go to the deserted street to be disappointed.
-Fly, fly, fly,
Look, I have my direction!
Dancing in the air,
Identify quiet homes,
Wait for her to visit in the garden.
-Fly, fly, fly,
Ah, she smells like cinnabar plum!
At that time, I relied on my lightness,
Yingying touched her skirt,
Close to her tender heart,
-disband, disband, disband
Melt in her gentle heart
Shian Nala
-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.