Text/pablo neruda translation/Chen Li
This morning is full of storms.
In the center of summer.
Clouds roaming, like white handkerchiefs saying goodbye,
The wind waved them with travelers' hands.
The heart of countless winds
Beating in the silence of our love.
Ring in the forest, as sacred as orchestral music,
Like a language full of battles and songs.
Quick sneak attack to take away the dead leaves and let them
The arrow of the bird jumping deviated from the wind direction.
Push her down in the foam-free waves, weightless
Things, fire in the wind.
Many of her kisses broke and sank,
Was attacked at the gate of Xia Feng.
About the poet: pablo neruda (1July, 90412-1September 23rd, 973) is a famous contemporary poet in Chile. Nie Luda was born in the border town of Palar, Chile. He was very talented and began to publish poems at the age of seventeen. /kloc-published "Twenty Love Poems and a Despair Song" in 0/924, and then embarked on the Chilean poetry circle. 197 1 year, the Swedish Academy awarded him Nobel Prize in Literature because "your poems revived the destiny and dreams of a continent with the great power of nature". His poems focus on love, politics and life.
Appreciation of Poetry: On the surface, Nie Luda is writing a natural storm in the morning, blowing clouds and roaming leisurely; It blew away the Woods and birds and sang a touching orchestra; It sweeps away fallen leaves and blows up spray and foam.
But in fact, the storm in the poem is the storm of the soul and the storm of love. The storm of love swept the poet's mind and made him addicted to "the silence of love"; It is as sacred as orchestral music, which makes poets understand a language full of fighting spirit and singing.
The storm of love, like the storm of nature, also has great power. It stirs the poet's heart and cleanses the birds representing vulgar groups and rules from the heart.
After the storm of love washed away the confused mind, a world claiming to surpass daily experience was born. The poet uses images such as "foam-free waves", "weightless matter" and "tilted fire" to express the detachment of life in the storm of love.
In this poem, the poet perfectly fits the dual images of nature and mind, which makes us experience a storm full of rhythm and beauty. Let this "burst and sink" storm take us away at the gate of Xia Feng.