Inniss Philly Island in the middle of the lake.
I want to get up and go to Philly Island, innis.
Build a hut there, with branches and walls covered with mud;
I want to keep a box of bees and grow nine rows of beans.
Living alone in the forest and grassland where bees are buzzing.
Peace will come to me there, and peace will slowly drip down.
Slip from the veil in the morning to the place where crickets sing;
It shimmers in the middle of the night and turns purple at noon.
Evening is full of cardinals' wings.
I have to get up and go, because from morning to night, from night to morning.
I heard the lake lapping gently against the coast;
Whether I stand on the road or on the gray sidewalk,
I always hear it calling in my heart.
when you are old
When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy,
Take a nap in front of the stove, please take down this poem.
Back slowly, dreaming of your eyes.
Soft light and faint shadows;
How many people have loved your beauty with sincerity and hypocrisy,
Love your happy and charming youth,
Only one person loves your pilgrim heart,
Love the sadness on your aging face;
When you lean over the burning fireplace,
You will speak softly, with a hint of sadness:
The lost love has now set foot on the mountain.
Hide its face in a dense cluster of stars.
Swan in Cole Manor
The trees are covered with beautiful autumn clothes.
The path in the forest is very dry,
October dusk, flowing water
Reflect the quiet sky,
There are ripples on the stone,
Fifty-nine swans are swimming.
Ever since I first counted them,
Nineteen degrees of autumn has passed,
I saw it before I could count it again.
They all flew at once.
Flapping their wings loudly,
Form a big and broken circle to fly.
I stared at these dazzling swans,
At the moment, I feel a surge of sadness.
Everything has changed, since the first time by the river,
It's also dusk,
I heard swans flapping their wings on my head.
So the pace is more agile.
Not tired, lovers,
In the cold and friendly river
Forward or spread your wings and fly into the air,
Their hearts are still young,
Wherever they drift, they
Always have passion and win love.
Now they are floating on the calm water,
Mysterious, beautiful and moving,
But one day I woke up and they had already flown away.
Oh, which reeds will they live in,
Which pool, which lake,
Is it pleasing to the eye?
Rita and Swan
Sudden attack: on the tottering girl,
A pair of huge wings are still flapping, and there are a pair of black webbed wings.
Touching her thigh, the goose beak holding her neck,
His chest clings to hers.
Fingers, in a daze, how can I have the ability?
Push the white glory away from the baggy legs?
The body, overturned in the white waves,
I only feel a strange heartbeat!
A shiver ran through my waist and thighs. (feel like an outsider) is not a smell.
Broken walls, the podium is full of smoke and flames.
And the death of Agamemnon.
When she was possessed.
The local area was conquered by the blood in the sky.
Until the cold beak let her go,
Did she gain his strength and knowledge?
Balloon of thoughts
Hands, do as I say;
A balloon that pulls the mind.
Expand and float in the wind.
Come to its narrow hut
Saints and camels
Stand up, raise your hand and start.
Pray for blessings
For a man who has tasted the bitter fruit.
In the process of recalling his lost reputation.
A Roman Caesar also gave in.
Under this hump.
sage
God tests everyone.
According to various ways.
I shouldn't stop praising, because
I'm beating myself with a whip.
Maybe that night and early in the morning, I can drive away.
Alexander the Greek hidden in my body,
Augustus Caesar came after them.
Then there's the great deadbeat Alsi Budd.
hunchback
For all the people standing in your body
And I want to express my gratitude to those who pray and pray.
Give them respect only according to their rank,
But the vast majority will be left to Alsi Budd.
Precautions:
Alkki Buades: 450-404 BC, Athenian politician and general.
word
I thought so not long ago,
"My dear people can't even understand.
What have I done or will I do?
In this blind and painful land. "
I'm getting more and more tired of sunshine.
Until my mind is clear again,
Remember the best thing I have ever done.
It is an effort to simplify things;
In those years, I cried again and again: "Finally!"
My dear people understand all this.
Because I have entered my power,
And words listened to my call ";
If she did it, who knows?
What will be filtered out on the screen?
I might throw away those poor words.
A contented mind is perpetual feast.
Lost Love
Simple hands and delicate hair, gentle curly hair,
I have a beautiful girlfriend.
Want to come to that distant despair
Will end in a new love.
But one day, she looked at my heart,
Seeing your image, still hidden,
She left with tears on her face.
A deep oath
Because you didn't keep that deep oath,
Others will fall in love with me;
But every time, when I face death,
When I was asleep,
When I was at the party,
I will suddenly meet your face.
After a long silence
Speak again after a long silence: yes,
Other lovers are either estranged or dead,
The unfriendly lights are hidden in the lampshade,
Curtains also cover unfriendly nights,
We have been talking about it.
The lofty theme of art and poetry;
Aging is wisdom; When young
We love each other without knowing it.