Go to the seaside
sunrise on the sea
How many heroes have aroused people's heartfelt admiration
Sunset at sea
Arouse the tenderness of many poets
How many songs were sung on the cliff?
It is also blown by the sea breeze day and night
Whispering day and night
How many lines of footprints were left on the beach?
How many sails have been raised on the horizon?
It's all kept secret by Haitao
Secret burial
There have been curses and sorrows.
There have been praises and glory.
Ocean-a Changing Life
Life-a turbulent ocean
Where is the hole dug in childhood?
Where is the first love shoulder to shoulder?
Oh, the sea
Even if your waves
Can erase memories.
And some shells.
Scattered on the hillside
Like the stars on a summer night
Maybe the vortex is flashing dangerously.
Maybe the storm opened the greedy mouth.
Ah, life
Even though you destroyed it.
Countless pure dreams
There are also some brave people.
As in a storm
Flying petrel
The night is as calm as the night on the coast.
The rock death in Cold Leaves is as serious as death.
From the rocks on the coast
How lonely my shadow is
From dusk to midnight
How proud I am inside.
"the element of freedom"
Let you pretend to roar.
Let you be hypocritical and calm.
Let you take everything from the past.
Everything in the past-
This world
Have the pain of sinking
And the joy of awakening.
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The law of human heart
Die for flowers
It's worth it.
Cold wheel
Rough sole
Create a rainbow in spring
In full view.
Cann't stop
Nowhere to tell.
So, die for protest.
It's worth it.
not say/utter a word
It's worth it.
Far better than spring tide
Fall like an avalanche
This sentence
Sealed tightly by lips
Draw all honesty and courage from life.
This sentence cannot be said.
Then, silence for not betraying.
It's worth it.
Saving your life for a promise?
Endure loneliness for a dedication?
Yes, life should not be squandered at will.
But people have their own rules.
If we can
Let's die a thousand times.
Our silence turned to stone.
Like a mine seedling
It means to exist in a fleeting time.
But, remember
The strongest protest
The bravest honesty
There's nothing like-
Speak alive.
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Recite poetry to mother.
Your sad piano sound
From the tears in my dream
remote
Your dying smile
Like the last leaf.
On my foggy branch
anxious
Oh, there is no other way.
Can I sneak into you? mother
All the waves and starlight
You'll never remember
That thunderstorm afternoon
There's a struggle in your eyes.
Printed plants
Palm with loose feathers
It took me many years to understand.
Your handwriting on the window glass
Your protest before being destroyed.
Oh, wherever the wind blows.
Can't you bring my song? mother
May you forgive everything.
Judge yourself again for your forgiveness.
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Melancholy Qiu Si
Autumn, day and night on the leaves.
Time has passed.
Abandon immediately.
Huang Huang floated down.
We were taken hostage and galloped forward.
There is no way to call for help.
Refuse to give up the struggle.
Only hear the voice of the heart.
disordered/chaotic/confused
Angry bees.
besiege
Hawthorn trees whose flowering period has passed.
The path behind him is also cold and weak.
Knowing that you can't find anything.
Eyes are still used to winding there.
Open dill floret
The root you have lost.
Get up in pain.
Every minute of hand touch.
In that giant hand
Before touching you
You want to!
You still can't go home.
Go this way
Go that way.
We will all meet in the end.
Autumn enriches us.
The end result is self-explosion.
Just like those mature pods
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If it is too short, there is a long one.
It's snowing heavily/thickly/thickly and quickly.
Author: Gao Ping
one
Jiangka!
My jiangka!
What a blizzard,
I'm leaving, ...
You can't hear me.
The eagle in the sky,
Flying against the snowflakes,
Is to lift your wings,
It flies higher and higher, farther and farther,
No sadness, no care.
What about me? Jiangka!
Master's urgent order,
Let me not look back,
I can't say goodbye to you,
I only dare to secretly
Say your name.
It is snowing,
My footprints,
It was submerged in the blink of an eye.
Our parents,
Not all business trips,
Whitened their hair?
When the moon rises on the lake in my hometown,
I can't go to the lake anymore,
Don't come to me again;
Don't act like you're staying,
Look at the road I've walked,
Wait, wait, wait ...
My master sent me to Ganci.
The master heard that,
There are the best sheep there,
Wool looks like wicker,
White as snow.
Ganci,
Legend has it that it is very far away.
There was a violent snowstorm along the way.
Steep mountains,
But you don't have to worry about it;
We grew up together in the storm,
Your beloved girl, Jin Yang,
Will be as brave as you.
I will come back as soon as I find the best sheep for my master.
I gave the sheepskin to my master,
At that time, before the moon came out,
We went to the clear lake,
Sitting on a stone, holding hands,
Until dawn,
Until the moment I carried the water,
Until the host calls. ……
The calm lake water in my hometown,
When the wind blows, it wrinkles;
When I left you,
My heart is messy.
Although this is not the first time,
This won't be the last time,
But when I think about it,
This is going west against the snow,
I can't stop crying.
Jiangka,
The pine tree moves towards the stone,
Pine trees will die!
Even if we have to leave a thousand times,
Jin Yang, a girl carrying water,
Jin Yang has big eyes.
Jin Yang's lips are as red as wild cherries.
She will always be yours! ……
At night,
When you come back from the firewood,
When you know
The news that I went to Winslow on business,
Don't blame me for not seeing you.
I'm a servant,
You can't follow yourself!
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I just left.
A desolate valley.
There,
Thorns tore my sleeve,
And there are often people who are not afraid of people.
A bird with flowers and feathers,
Fly to my shoulder.
at present
I can see again,
A lot of sunshine.
In front of me,
A village appeared.
These are my last days,
When I first saw the kitchen smoke,
There are also cattle and sheep returning late.
There is no lake here,
There is no host family for me.
Such a high stone wall.
Don't know why,
I think,/In my opinion,
It's like our hometown.
When I think of my hometown,
Miss you all the time;
When I think of you,
I will always miss my hometown.
Am I a child?
Why are you so homesick?
Even the ripples on the lake in my hometown,
In retrospect, it is also full of tenderness for me;
A leaf in my hometown,
Good for me.
Mountains all over the world,
All over the mountain road,
How many lakes are as beautiful as my hometown?
On a sunny lake,
The waves jump gently,
You can touch weeping willows.
And that old pine tree,
The roots grew to the center of the lake;
The branches cut into the clouds.
Is to land 100 eagle,
Like raindrops falling into a lake,
Even the best eyes worry.
Jiangka,
Unfortunately, our lake,
Don't understand our pain.
It's always so beautiful, so calm,
Like a blue mirror,
Let the surrounding snow-capped mountains be its framework,
Let the shadow of white clouds float on it.
In summer,
By the lake,
Floating over the owner's gorgeous clothes,
They have it.
A sun umbrella with a crystal handle,
Idle really like a fairy.
Coast,
In those shabby mud houses,
There is intermittent smoke rising.
A wrinkled old grandmother,
Sitting on a stone,
The destroyer Snow Wind shed tears,
Twist wool to make children's clothes.
Sometimes,
You came along the lake,
I saw your shadow first,
But deliberately turned my back.
Throw stones into the lake,
Until you call me "Jin Yang"!
You blame me and say:
"Don't you hate me?
Why bother my shadow in the lake? ……"
Go west, Jiangka!
The more I miss my hometown,
The more I think I should get married.
Why didn't I tell you?
I want to marry you?
Alas! My jiangka!
Even a kind grandmother.
When you ask me this,
I didn't even answer.
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I'm tired of walking,
Sitting on the side of the road,
Look up at the sky quietly for a while.
Baiyun, yesterday was the west,
Today, it flies eastward again.
I can't help but be happy to see this.
Isn't Baiyun the same as me?
On the way out of my hometown,
Soon it will be printed with my footprints when I came home.
Now, the moon has set,
I stopped traveling for a day.
In order not to be awakened by the cold wind,
I stayed in a cave that was not deep.
Don't know why,
I suddenly became like this.
Love staring at the sky?
From the bluestone cave,
I saw a star,
I am sure that my hometown.
Just below this star,
I seem to have seen it.
Its reflection in the lake.
Who can tell me.
What's the name of this star?
Maybe because it's not big or bright,
Even the grandmother who knows the stars best,
I have never told its story.
Jiangka!
Are you looking at this star, too
This star is my eye.
Not so much because I'm too far away from you.
It doesn't work because I'm so sad.
If you watch it all night,
I watched it all night,
Then we'll spend the night here.
Even if there is no difference.
If you burn a cow dung stove,
Or fix you again
Firewood-cut leather boots;
Jiangka, that is to say,
You didn't see this star,
You may not have thought of me.
No, you'll miss me,
Not because you took an oath,
You are more reliable than any oath.
Your sincerity to me,
Like a high snowy mountain,
Let the storm blow a thousand times,
Never waver.
Your thoughts, your pain,
When you frown,
What's that idea,
I know everything about Jin Yang with big eyes. ……
You say,
Why are you more afraid of separated people?
The more you want to separate?
Jiangka, wherever I go,
Always thinking about you, home, grandma,
Thinking of the lake in my hometown,
Think about the smoke on the earthen house,
Thinking of Zhuo Ma's folk songs,
Imagine you're wearing old leather boots,
With heavy steps,
Walk past my door.
I'm a maid,
Go in and out of the master's door every day,
But why,
Unless you see a magnificent building,
Never think of the master?
If I go further and further,
I will forget them completely.
Jiangka, is this wrong?
I think,
A kind girl,
You should trust your feelings.
When you can't sleep,
Always thinking,
I don't want to think about it anymore.
In order to keep quiet,
I stared at the stars.
Listen, listen,
Gradually,
The star is missing.
Is when it is,
Turned into a meteor?
Or did I close my eyes?
Ah! It's cold! So sleepy!
Night!
No, that star,
star ...
four
I'm sick.
However, Jiangka,
Don't think I'm very ill,
Don't think I'm nobody's business.
I was sick in a kind-hearted man's house,
He is an old man,
No sons, no daughters,
At first sight, I can't see people walking,
But still lonely.
No, he said he had a daughter,
Also known as Jin Yang,
But she died of illness at the age of five,
Followed by her mother, who died even more pitifully.
Dad said to me:
If his little Jin Yang hadn't died,
Now only one year younger than me,
Maybe, like I did today,
Sent to a distant place by his master,
Get sick in the wild mountains and forests.
I don't know what god it is,
Arranged the same fate for us!
Jiangka, it's the first time.
Our future son
I have to be a servant.
For this old father,
I hate talking about our breakup,
I dare not say that I miss the person I love.
His hair is all white,
I'm afraid of breaking his heart.
I even want to
I can be his daughter.
But I dare not say it,
Because I have a master's mission,
I still have to travel after I get well.
The old man has had enough.
Where will you go in pain? ...
Jiangka, I really can't explain it,
My current mood.
At night, there is heavy snow.
I have a fever and my mouth is burning.
I couldn't help humming "I want to drink water",
Dad is very alert,
Get up at once,
Put on a sheepskin coat,
Pick up the bucket and open the door.
I have no power to stop him,
I held my breath. Listen, listen,
I heard he was using stones,
Beating glaciers in the snow.
But, Janka,
He still won't tell me his name.
He said with a frown:
Life annoyed him!
He didn't want anyone to know,
There was once a man like him.
I am crying
Not because he is very ill,
But dare not listen to him;
Dare not listen to his sincerity
But the tone of despair,
The voice is old and hoarse.
Now, it may be midnight again,
My condition has improved,
I quietly looked into the room,
Yellow butter lamp,
Still shining near his white hair.
Except for him,
My empty leather pocket,
He filled it with bazin,
A leg of lamb that has been dried for a long time,
It's stuck in the pocket.
He's ready for my departure,
Very well prepared.
Jiangka, remember him, too!
Remember this kind man.
That nameless dad!
When I came back,
I will definitely come to see him again,
Kiss his wrinkles!
Kiss his white hair!
five
A girl from a poor family,
You can't afford a mirror.
Today, I took a photo by the river.
Only then did I know that I had lost weight.
Your little Jin is getting thinner and thinner,
Not because you can't eat ghee,
How many times can I eat at home a year? )
But the sadness in her heart!
Who knows,
How far is it from here to Ganci?
Difficult mountain roads,
Where is the end?
Go, go, go west,
There is no running water in the canyon,
There are no trees on the mountain,
I haven't seen a cigarette for several days.
Sometimes, crows pass by
Let out a few sad cries,
As if laughing at me, said:
Ah, poor girl,
Why are you so lonely?
The sun goes down and the moon rises again.
I just want to go west, west!
You can't even find grass roots on the ground,
Jiangka, I really want to cry,
Ganci.
How far is it?
The master asked me to find it.
The best sheep,
Where is it?
Will the master lie to me?
Ah, who will hold a grudge against me?
I, Jin Yang,
When,
Have you ever lied to anyone?
Jiangka,
I suddenly thought of Zhu Jin,
My eyes turned black,
Fear, occupied the whole body.
Zhu Jin insulted me,
He forced me to accept it.
That embroidered apron,
Calling you an evil spirit.
Think about him, think about this.
Real evil spirits,
I was shaking with anger,
You know, I tore my skirt to pieces,
At that time, I didn't care that he was the confidant of the master.
My master asked me to travel far,
Was it his idea?
Is he trying to torture me?
Is it Zhu Jin, the evil ghost,
Don't want me to marry you?
No, he doesn't have as much money as his master.
He cannot buy off his master.
Along the way, thinking and thinking,
I remember, Jiangka!
My master, he said he knew you,
He said you were a good cow,
But he said: Unless Jin Yang made a great contribution to his master,
Don't let her leave her master's house.
He said that before I married you,
As a servant, you must do your duty.
Yes, he said these words!
Although it has been a long time,
Sent me to Ganci today,
Is to fulfill his words.
Ah, Jiangka,
Look how stupid I am!
Having come so far,
In order to guess the host's kindness,
I realized that when I came home in the future,
What kind of happiness you will get!
The peacock flew away after drinking water by the river.
I realized that the river is sweet;
Your daughter, Jin Yang, has gone far away,
Only then did I know that I would get married when I came back.
The owner has thousands of mules and horses,
Have other uses;
The master didn't give me a horse to ride,
I walk slower than a horse.
When I retired to my master,
When I finished what a servant should do,
At that time,
Jin Yang is not only the girl you love,
Jin Yang will be your wife!
Look at the clouds flying ahead,
Like sea water;
Snow-covered peaks,
Stand upright in the clouds.
Jiangka,
That's Ganci!
Wind, you scratched my clothes!
You blow my long hair;
Just trying to push me down!
I'm leaving! Riding on rocks, climbing cliffs,
I'm going to finish the last race,
Then, oh, how nice!
Then, you can go home!
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………………
Jiangka, why are you looking at me and laughing?
I guess it was the master's kindness,
Your Jin Yang is back!
Don't know why,
After a long separation,
Meet a stranger's house,
Come back to you,
You're getting shy.
You look into the lake,
I dare not look you in the eye,
My face is as red as peony.
By the lake, in the Woods,
Ah, Janka, what's that?
Stop it, I'm ashamed!
Grandma, I want to thank her very much.
She did it for both of us,
How beautiful the woven tent is!
Soon, we will have our own cattle and sheep.
Master, because of me,
Never send me on a long trip again.
Jiangka,
I accompany you up the mountain to collect firewood during the day.
In the evening, we listened to grandma talking about the stars.
I'm getting married as soon as I get back,
It's too late to get a new skirt.
When the moon rises,
We will be husband and wife.
Before this day next year,
I will be a mother.
Ah, being a mother?
How horrible it is!
Can I do that?
Will I be a mother?
Me? Jin Yang with big eyes?
Jiangka,
Why do you always smile at me?
Have you guessed my mood?
No, you guessed wrong,
I'm not afraid,
I can make one
Kind and gentle mother.
You see,
The butter lamp in the new tent is on,
The first star appeared on the lake.
Grandma is calling us,
The wedding guests have arrived.
Go back along the lake, Jiangka!
You say,
Am I really your wife?
Why do you always look at me and smile,
No nod, no answer?
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Just now, Jin Yang, frozen in the snow-capped mountains,
In the illusion of returning home,
Spent her short life.
At the last minute.
It's snowing everywhere,
Where the hell is it,
The sheep that Jin Yang is looking for?
It's snowing everywhere,
Where is it?
Jin Yang is looking for Gonzla!
The heavy snow flooded her clothes,
The heavy snow buried her arm,
Gradually, in the snow,
Can only be seen vaguely
A red headrope, ...
Ah! It snows heavily.
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Farewell to forest farm
Author: Qiu Fu
-to * * * productism loggers.
Please remember today's snowstorm,
A group of loggers bid farewell to the forest farm.
Let's take one last look,
Our hearts are fiery and beaming.
We went up the mountain to cut down trees this spring.
The mountain is covered with spruce, fir and birch.
We dedicate precious wood to our motherland,
Build railways, factories and tall buildings.
Castle peak is covered with goose feathers and snowflakes,
Just one year later, I bid farewell to the "Forest House".
Small saplings and mother trees stay on the mountain,
We ask the wall of the forest to protect it.
Timid roebuck, bold leopard,
A tame deer, a fat pheasant;
Don't say we're leaving,
Trample on our forest area at will.
We don't want to leave here,
But we still have to cut down new forests.
When are we coming back?
The earliest is also a hundred years, a century!
A century, a hundred years,
It's not us who walk into this green hill again;
But a new group of industrialists,
Electrified loggers, our descendants.
The bright future,
Why don't you let us be intoxicated!
Let's carve a tree monument on this mountain.
Tell our history and forecast to the next generation:
"At the beginning of the first five-year plan of the motherland,
It was when we first entered the virgin forest;
It was we who cut down the first batch of big trees for our motherland.
New factories, schools and socialist roads have been built.
"We left, leaving the best tree species all over the mountain.
In the 2 1 century, when you go up the mountain,
There is a new and incomparably lush forest,
Leave it for you to cut down the tall building that was built. "
Goodbye, our dear forest farm,
Let our thoughts and feelings be born here forever.
Good-bye, future forests,
Please accept the tribute of the woodcutter in the 20th century.