"The wind blows, try to live"
This poem was first translated by Tatsuo Hori (Japanese short story writer, from his famous work "The Wind Blows") from the French poet Val A poem from Leary's "Seaside Cemetery" (Christina Rossetti)
Original sentence: Le vent se lève, il faut tenter de vivre.
Japanese translation: "风立ちぬ, "いざ生きめやも"
Tatsuo Hori used this poem as the first line of the novel "The Wind Blows"
This "opening poem" was translated by Yue Yuankun as: "RISE When the wind blows, you have to work hard to survive"; Jiang Hesi used the Chinese translation of the original French poem "Seaside Cemetery" by the poet Cui Shunhua, and translated it as: "When the wind blows, you can only work hard to survive"; while Ye Yi translated it into a Chinese poem. Rhyming: "Even if there is a strong wind, never give up in life."
The original text of the poem is as follows:
Seaside Cemetery
Author: Paul Valéry
Translator: Bian Zhilin
There are white doves dancing on the rooftops of this peaceful house.
It throbs and shines through pine forests and graveyards.
The just "noon" is woven with flames there
The sea, the sea is always starting over!
What a reward. After a long time After much thought,
I was finally able to look at the tranquility of the gods in the distance!
There are countless diamonds formed by the micro foam,
How deep the fine lightning is consumed Kung Fu,
How deep silence seems to be blending and creating!
The sun rests over the abyss,
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"Time" is flashing, and "dream" is enlightenment.
Stable treasure house, simple Temple of Menev,
quiet as a mountain, reserved as far as the eye can see,
O arrogant sea water, through the water The "eyes"
watch the deep sleep under the fire curtain,
My silence! ...The building deep in the soul,
But I saw only the golden roof and the roof made of thousands of tiles!
The temple of "time" is summed up in a long sigh,
I climb, I adapt to this pure peak,
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Looking around the sea, not beyond the edge of my field of vision,
As my highest offering to God,
The peaceful flash in the vast sky, straight to the sky,
Broadcast a glimpse of contempt that transcends the universe.
Just as the fruit melts and becomes comfort,
Just as it changes its disappearance into sweetness
It disappears just by its shape in a mouth,
I am here sucking the smoke of my future,
And the blue sky has withered my soul that can be described
Singing the tangible shore has become Lots of noise.
Beautiful heaven, true heaven, look how I can change!
How much arrogance has passed, how many years have passed
Strange idleness, despite my energy Abundant,
I surrendered myself to this glorious outline;
My ghost passed over the abode of the dead,
Driving me to follow its light steps , and wander, wander.
My whole soul is exposed to the torch of the summer solstice,
I dare to look at you with an astonishing brilliance
The justice I unleash is not afraid of your ruthless sharp arrows!
I will return the scale cleanly to its original place,
You can learn from yourself!... And in this way, the glory will be returned,
it will also bring back the mystery. Recruited half of the deep.
Ah, for myself, unique to me,
Close to my heart, as close to the source of poetry,
Between nothing and nothing and pure action,
I wait for the echo, the magnificence from within,
The bitter, gloomy and loud pool,
The sound that always resonates in the soul The void comes again.
Do you know, you, this bay that is only caught for branches and leaves,
actually swallows these thin iron fences,
I can feel it even if I close my eyes. The mystery is dazzling,
What body makes me see the end of laziness,
What mind makes me visit the place where the bones are buried?
A star is thinking there. My relatives who are not here.
Full of invisible flames, closed and holy,
This is a land dedicated to light,
I like the high torches. This place,
It is a place where gold and stone are intertwined, and trees are shadowed.
How many pieces of marble are trembling on how many ghosts;
The faithful sea leans on my grave. Sleep peacefully in the bush.
Excellent loyal dogs drive away idolaters!
Let me, a lonely one, with a shepherd’s smile,
herd mysteries here leisurely Sheep--
These quiet tombs of mine, with white monuments like forests,
drive away those cautious pigeons.
Those curious angels, empty Floating dreams!
People are here, but the future is full of laziness.
The crisp sound of cicadas scrapes the dry land;
Everything is Burned, destroyed, reduced to ashes,
What kind of pure essence is transformed into...
Intoxicated by the disappearance of smoke, life is boundless,
Bitterness turned to sweetness, clarity of mind.
The deceased is buried in the tomb and rests peacefully.
The mystery in his body is dried out by being revisited by the earth.
The "noon" in the heights, the motionless "noon"
Concentrating on oneself from within, oneself dazzling...
A perfect mind, a perfect crown ,
I am the secret factor of change within you.
You have only me to bear your fears!
My regrets and inhibitions, my doubts,
are the cracks in your magnificent jewel!… …
But, the night is dark under the marble,
but there is a hazy crowd, close to the roots of the tree.
I have slowly accepted your great contribution. .
They have melted into a pile of void,
The red soil has absorbed the white ones,
The talent of life has been transferred to the flowers to relax. !
Where are the idioms, personal style, and unique mind of the deceased now?
The maggots weaved silk in the place where tears once flowed. Eye sockets.
Those women’s screams caused by being teased,
Those bright eyes, white teeth, those wet eyelashes,
The charming ones who like to play with fire Thick breasts,
The blushing face aroused by the welcoming lips.
The last gift, the lightness of parrying with fingers,
all returned to dust, Reduced to an erotic dream.
And you, great soul, want a vision
without the azure and gold here
This illusion of color created by the naked eye ?
How can you keep singing even if you vanish into thin air?
Yes! It’s all over! There will be gaps in my existence, and
the sacred anxiety will also last forever. no longer.
The "immortal" who is skinny and clad in gold and black
The consoling hand wearing the hateful laurel crown will turn death into a loving mother. Embrace,
Beautiful mirage, pious trick!
Who will not see through it at a glance, who will be deceived--
Look at this empty skeleton, listen This eternal joke!
The brooding old man has lost his tenants in his mind.
He is carrying so many shovels of dirt,
It is the land. , can't hear us passing by,
The real glutton, the irrefutable worm
It is not for the masses who sleep under your stone slabs,
It is Living by life, it never leaves me!
Love? Maybe hatred of myself?
Its secret teeth are always close to me,
No matter what name you use to call it, it will be appropriate!
Never mind it! It can see, it can want, it can think, it can touch,
It likes my meat , it will follow me to bed,
I live just because I belong to it!
Zino! Cruel Zeno! Ilia Zino!
< p>You pierced my heart with an arrow,Although it shook and flew, it did not fly!
The sound of the string made me alive, and the arrow arrived Just kill me!
O sun!...The soul has endured many tortoise shadows,
Aqili did not move, even though he used his scud!
< p>No, no!... Get up! Plunge into the endless future!My body, smash the form of contemplation!
My mind, drink the wind-driven new life !
A breath of fresh air from the sea
Restored my soul...ah, the salty courage!
Run to the waves and come back fresh It’s exciting!
Yes! The sea is endowed with delirium and natural disasters,
The spotted leopard skin blooms on the gorgeous shawl
Thousands of suns, Thousands of strange images,
Absolute sea snake. Intoxicated by your blue flesh,
Still holding your sparkling white dragon tail,
It stirred up a noise that seemed like silence.
When the wind blows, we have to work hard to survive!
The airflow from the sky opens and closes my book,
The waves dare to splash from the mouth of the rock. Burst!
Fly away, dazzling pages!
Burst, waves! Break them with the waves of the sky
This piece is pecked by white sails peaceful roof.