The Sun (Makino)
Ancient Warrior
Holding a ghastly sword
Stabs hard
Sun
He smiled proudly
Thinking that he could annihilate the light
But the poem's throat is too long
The sword is too short< /p>
The frustrated warrior’s gaze
On the other side of the mountain
Only the setting sun and the mountains are there
Intimate conversation Wen Yiduo’s poems
The sun chants
The sun, the sun that hurts my heart!
Forced the wanderer's dream of returning home again,
Added to him twelve hours of nine-winded ileum!
The sun, the sun that burns like fire!
Drying the dew on the tips of the grass,
Can it dry up the cold tears of the wanderer?
O sun, the sun driven by six dragons!
If I don’t have to suffer this daily reprieve,
What’s the point of running through five years as if it were one day?
The sun - the speedy golden bird - the sun!
Let me ride you around the earth once a day,
and you can see your hometown once a day!
Sun, the new sun rising at the corner of the building!
Didn’t he just come from our east?
Is my hometown still safe at this moment?
The sun, the sun from my hometown!
The official willows in Beijing are wrapped in autumn, right?
Alas! I am as haggard as late autumn!
O sun, the ever-running sun!
You seem to be homeless.
Ah! Your life experience and mine are equally unimaginable!
O sun, the sun that is constantly improving!
Maybe the big universe is your hometown.
Maybe point me in the direction of my hometown?
Sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, the sun!
The storm here has a different color,
The tunes sang by the birds here are particularly sad.
O sun, sun of the fire of life!
But who doesn’t know that you are the passion of the eastern half of the world,
At the same time, you are the wisdom of the western half of the world?
The sun is also the sun in my hometown!
Now that I can’t go back to my old hometown,
I still have to pay for myself by calling you my hometown.
O sun, the sun that shines with all your kindness!
When I see you in the future, I will go home once;
My hometown is not underground but in heaven!
The sun belongs to everyone
Lu An
The sun rises from the east mountain,
it will set when it reaches the west mountain.
The white clouds in the western sky turned into a red sunset.
She sprinkled golden light on the flowers,
She pulled up the small trees to higher places,
She played with the children in the fields,
Watch them create waves of joy.
The sun is about to set from the Western Mountain.
She wants to take advantage of us to sleep.
Go to another country.
There are also Children and flowers.
I know,
the children and flowers there
are looking forward to her and waiting for her in their sleep