Author: Guo Moruo
One, the body of the phoenix.
In ancient times, there was a god named "Phoenix" in the Arabian Kingdom. At the age of 500, Ji Xiangmu set himself on fire and was reborn. Delicious and unusual, he never died again.
According to this bird, it is the so-called phoenix in China: the male is a phoenix and the female is a phoenix. Empty eyes spit clouds, phoenix fire essence, Shengdan point.
Guang Yayun: Feng Ming said yes, and the woman called Man.
proposal
In the air near New Year's Eve,
A pair of phoenixes are flying around,
Fly away with a sad song,
The fragrant wood with branches flew in,
Fly to Dan Snow Mountain.
There are withered phoenix trees on the right side of the mountain.
On the left side of the mountain, there is a sunken ritual spring.
There is a sea of Wang Yang in front of the mountain.
There is a vast plain behind the mountain.
This mountain is a cold day, with a cold wind.
It's getting dark,
Sweet wood is tall,
Phoenix is tired of flying,
Burns was tired of flying,
Their time of death is coming.
Phoenix pecks at fragrant wood,
A single spark can fly.
Burn a Martian fan,
Cigarettes curled up.
The phoenix pecked again,
Combustion and fans,
The cigarettes on the mountain are scattered,
The fire on the mountain is full.
It's getting dark,
The incense wood has burned,
Phoenix is tired of pecking,
I'm tired of fanning the flames,
Their time of death is not far away!
Ah ah!
Mourn for the phoenix!
Phoenix dance, low!
Singing, tragic!
Phoenix dances,
Burning and singing,
A flock of ordinary birds
Flying in from outer space to see the funeral.
Fengge
That is! That is! that is
That is! That is! that is
The vast universe is as cold as iron!
The vast universe, dark as paint!
The vast universe is bloody!
The universe, the universe,
Why do you exist?
You've been there ever since?
Where are you sitting?
Are you a finite hollow ball?
You are an infinite fragment?
If you are a finite hollow ball,
Embrace your space
Where did he come from?
What else exists besides you?
If you were an infinite fragment?
This space you embrace.
Where did he come from?
Why do you have life?
Are you still communicating alive?
Are you still a lifeless machine?
Looking up, I asked heaven,
Heaven is arrogant, and you have no knowledge.
I bowed their heads and asked:
The ground is dead, don't breathe.
I asked the sea,
The sea is raising its voice.
Ah ah!
Born in such a dirty world,
Even diamond knives rust.
The universe, the universe,
I'll try to curse you:
You fucking slaughterhouse!
What a pathetic prison you are in!
You ghosts howling graves!
You are in hell!
Why on earth do you exist?
We flew west,
The west is a slaughterhouse.
We flew to the east,
To the east is the prison.
We flew south,
The south agreed to build a grave.
We flew north,
The north is hell.
We were born in such a world,
I must learn to cry in the ocean.
Fengge
Full! Full! Full!
Full! Full! Full!
Tears poured down like a waterfall for 500 years.
500 years of tears are like candles.
Endless tears,
Dirty can't be washed off,
Unforgettable affection,
An inescapable shame,
Our ethereal life,
Where are you going to settle down?
Ah ah!
Our ethereal life
Like a lonely boat in the sea,
The left side is also messy,
The right side is also diffuse,
I couldn't see the lampstand before,
Never see the coast again,
The sail broke,
The wall has been broken,
It drifted,
The coffin has rotted,
The tired boat just groaned in the boat,
Angry waves are still flooding in the sea.
Ah ah!
Our ethereal life,
Like a dream in the dark.
I used to sleep,
After that, it is also sleeping.
Come like the wind,
Disappear like smoke.
Come like the wind,
Disappear like smoke,
Sleep in the back,
Sleep in the front,
We just sleep here.
Kill the wind and smoke there
Ah ah!
What's the point?
What's the point?
Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!
Only sadness, trouble, loneliness, decline,
Bodies moving around us,
Through our moving bodies,
Ah ah!
Where is the freshness of our youth?
Where did Gan Mei go when we were young?
Where did Guanghua go when we were young?
Where was our love when we were young?
Let's go Let's go Let's go
Everything is gone,
Everything is going on.
We're going too,
You're going too,
Sad! Trouble! Lonely! Decline!
Ah ah!
The flames were blazing.
The smell is fluffy.
It's time.
It's time to die
Everything outside,
Everything in the body!
Everything, everything!
Please. Please.
Qunniao song
Rock eagle
Haha, Phoenix! Phoenix!
You are the primate of this bird!
Are you dead? Are you dead?
From now on, it's my turn to be the space overlord!
peacock
Phoenix! Phoenix! Phoenix!
You are the primate of this bird!
Are you dead? Are you dead?
From now on, please look at my glory in Hualing!
Shredding family
Haha, Phoenix! Phoenix!
You are the primate of this bird!
Are you dead? Are you dead?
Oh! Where did you get the delicious mouse meat?
pigeon
Haha, Phoenix! Phoenix!
You are the primate of this bird!
Are you dead? Are you dead?
Look at the happiness of our tame people from now on!
parrot
Haha, Phoenix! Phoenix!
You are the primate of this bird!
Are you dead? Are you dead?
From now on, please look at our dance school!
crow
The tide is rising,
The tide is rising,
The death ray came back to life
The spring tide has risen,
The spring tide has risen,
The dead universe came back to life.
The tide is rising,
The tide is rising,
The dead phoenix was reborn.
Phoenix chime
We were born again.
We were born again.
Always strive for self-improvement.
Everything, self-improvement.
We are "he" and they are me.
I have you, and you have me.
I am you.
You are me.
Fire is a phoenix.
Phoenix is fire.
Soar! Soar!
Sing! Sing!
We are smart, we are fresh,
We are gorgeous, we are fragrant,
Everything smells good.
Everything, fragrance.
Xiang is you and Xiang is me.
Incense is "harmony" and incense is fire.
Fire is you.
Fire is me.
Fire is "he".
Fire is fire.
Soar! Soar!
Sing! Sing!
We are passionate, we love,
We are happy, we are harmonious.
Everything is integrated and harmonious.
Everything is in harmony.
Harmony is you and harmony is me.
Harmony is "harmony" and harmony is fire.
Fire is you.
Fire is me.
Fire is "he".
Fire is fire.
Soar! Soar!
Sing! Sing!
We are vivid, we are free,
We are full of vitality and have a long history.
First of all, it has a long history.
Everything is very long.
The dragon is you and the dragon is me.
Time is "he" and time is fire.
Fire is you.
Fire is me.
Fire is "he".
Fire is fire.
Soar! Soar!
Sing! Sing!
We sing, we soar.
We soar, we sing.
One thing is to sing forever.
Everything about a person is often sung.
Are you singing? Am I singing?
Is he singing? Is the fire singing?
Singing is singing!
Singing is singing!
Can only sing!
Can only sing!
Sing merrily
Sing merrily
Sing merrily
Autumn in Tuanbowa
Guo Xiaochuan
Autumn wind is like a flexible comb, combing the quiet group of dolls;
Qiu Guang, like shining sweat, fluttered on the flat beach.
Sorghum is like a team of "red scarves", quietly observing the surrounding roads;
Sunflowers shook their heads and smiled, looking at the red horizon rising from the sun.
Short and tall weeping willows, stroking fast-maturing crops with green leaves;
Dense reeds carefully guard the wildflowers that secretly open under their feet.
The cicadas have died down, and the talkative sparrows are no longer singing on the roof;
The frog stopped, and the wild river was no longer noisy.
Wild geese are going south, and white wild ducks are floating silently on the water;
Qiu Liang has just settled here, and the heat is still hidden in a hospitable family.
In autumn, the group powa seems to sleep in a sweet dream;
Autumn in Tuanbowa is as shy as a girl.
Tuanbowa, Tuanbowa, are you really so quiet?
The whole world is clamoring, where there is no thunder, the wind has changed!
Yes, Tuan Bowa's crying is as loud as anywhere else;
Listen to people's chests, as noisy as downtown.
There is no World War III here, but everyone is shooting;
Whose heart is deep-there is no rushing and roaring brigade!
There is no fire here, but it is attacking and killing day and night;
Whose large and small arteries-there is no hot blood flowing!
The manifesto of the production party here is not hidden under the dust;
Chairman Mao's great call still has the most sincere answer here.
The theory of proletarian dictatorship radiates brilliance in the hearts of soldiers;
The wave of anti-repair is scaring away those sneaky fish and shrimp.
On the runway at the gate of the PLA barracks, there are horseshoes stepping on it at any time;
In the schoolhouse of the May 7th Cadre School, "Entrepreneurship" and "Hai Xia" appear on the screen from time to time.
In the bright sunshine, there are revisionist criticisms at any time;
Between the rows of red rooms, you can often hear the gentle night talk of your comrades.
..... As for the affection of soldiers, how can you tolerate such a small group of Powa!
Can't use sound, can only use "sound" without sound to express:
Soldiers have their own personality: they are not afraid of slander or intimidation;
All merciless blows will only make people erect and rejuvenate.
Soldiers have their own ambitions: to reform forever and start from scratch;
All shameful recessions can only make people regard them as enemies and step into the sand.
Soldiers have their own courage: don't believe rumors, don't be cheated;
All nonsense accusations will only make people sober and developed.
Soldiers have their own military love: loyalty and new beauty;
All excess greed can only make people feel bored and disgusting.
Soldiers' songs can take a break, but they will never be hoarse;
A soldier's eyes can be closed for a while, but he will never be blind.
Listen, this is what the soldiers took out of their hearts.
Tuanbowa, Tuanbowa, are you really that quiet?
Yes, Tuanbowa is quiet, but it will keep exploding!
No, Tuan Bowa is noisy. This poem is all noisy.
Anyway, bury this contradictory poem under the dam,
It may not be in your autumn, but it will surely take root and sprout next spring. ……