Han Niu's poem South China Tiger
In Guilin
In a small zoo
I see a tiger.
I squeezed into the chattering crowd,
Separated by two iron fences
Give it to the tiger in the cage
Looking around for a long time,
But I've never seen it.
The gorgeous face of the tiger
Eyes are like flames.
Tiger in a cage
Turn your back on the timid and desperate audience,
Lying quietly in the corner,
Someone threw stones at it.
Someone slapped it hard.
Some people are still trying to persuade.
It ignores everything!
A long thick tail.
Long and fluttering,
Oh, tiger, tiger in cage,
Have you ever dreamed of a vast forest?
Is it a humiliating heart twitch
Or do you want to beat those poor and ridiculous audiences with your tail?
Your strong legs
Extending in all directions,
I see every toe and paw of yours.
It's all broken,
Condensed with thick blood!
Your toes and claws
Be tied up by someone
Is it alive?
Or because of grief and indignation?
You used the same broken tooth
I heard that your teeth were sawed off by a hacksaw.
Bite them off with blood. ...
I saw it in an iron cage
On the gray concrete wall
There are bloody canyons here.
As bright as lightning!
I finally understand. ...
I left the zoo in shame,
Hear a voice in a trance
A groundbreaking roar,
Have an unruly heart
Skim over my head
Fly away,
I saw the flame mark.
Eyes are like flames,
There is also a tiger described by a foreign poet.
2. william blake
tiger
Tiger! Tiger! Burn the tiger! Tiger! The flames are shining,
Burning in the forest at night, burning in the jungle at night
What fairy hands or fairy eyes? What fairy hands and fairy eyes?
Can shape your terrible symmetry. Because of your terrible symmetrical appearance?
What is the fire in your eyes?
Burn the flame in your eyes? How far is it from the depth or the height?
Why does he dare to yearn for it? What made him dare to fly for nine days?
What kind of hand dares to catch fire? What kind of hand dares to catch this flame?
What shoulders, what art, what arm strength, what skills.
Will distort the muscles of your heart? Screw it into the tendon of your heart?
When your heart starts to beat, what kind of hands, what kind of feet,
What hand of terror? What terrible feet? Make your heart start beating?
What hammer? What chain? What kind of hammer do you use? What kind of chain?
What furnace is your brain in? In what kind of furnace did you refine your brain?
What anvil? What kind of anvil does fear cling to? What kind of arm strength?
Dare to catch its deadly terror? Dare to catch this terrible thing that can be fatal?
When the stars put down their spears, when the stars put down their spears,
Water the sky with their tears, water the sky,
Did he read his work with a smile? Can he still laugh when he sees his work?
Did the God who made the lamb make you? Did he create you and the lamb?
Tiger! Tiger! Burn the tiger! Tiger! The flames are shining,
Burning in the forest at night, burning in the jungle at night,
What fairy hands or fairy eyes, what fairy hands and fairy eyes?
Dare to frame your terrible symmetry? Because of your terrible symmetrical appearance?