The young goddess of fate
Dedicated to Andre? Gide
I gave up the art of poetry.
Many years.
Because I want to force myself to try to write a few words
I wrote this for you.
homework
If it weren't for the wind, at this unique moment.
Who is crying there, with this incomparable jade melody? ……
When I cry, who cries beside me?
This hand once dreamed of touching me,
Now it caresses my whole body with careless obedience and deep attachment.
Waiting for my weak tears to roll down,
My slowly broken fate
Illuminate my broken heart with the purest and purest light in silence.
The sobs of the waves are like a hateful condemnation of me.
When they retreat to the throat under their feet,
It's like drinking sour and disappointed bitter wine,
Swallow a cavity of anger and resentment into the throat. ...
What are you doing with such resentment, you cold hand?
Trembling like fallen leaves in the wind
Stubborn in my shirtless jade island (note 1) ...
I am bright with this unknown sky. ...
A bunch of grapes sparkled in my unfortunate thirst.
Note 1: refers to fair breasts.
Powerful power-the stars that shine on everything,
You condescended to let me do something purely supernatural that I didn't know.
Objects flicker in distant time and space,
Put this flashing memory, this invincible weapon,
Your eternal impulse
Silently immersed in clear tears,
I'm with you, trembling, because
I abandoned my mattress, and on this reef bitten by leisurely waves and wonderful clouds,
I asked myself how painful my heart was to wake up.
What crime have I committed and endured?
..... or sin followed me with an unpredictable dream,
When (under the dancing velvet golden light)
I put my chubby arms around my forehead,
Looking forward to the arrival of this holy light with your soul for a long time?
Both? But the owner of my body is mine,
She shivered and froze her strange body,
In my warm intercourse with her, in my hanging blood
I saw myself staring at myself, like a winding flash,
I quickly plated the forest in my heart with gold.
I was swimming in the forest and was bitten by a snake.
It is swaying, shaking how many wrinkles of desire!
How many messy treasures my greed plundered,
What a gloomy longing I am looking forward to!
Cunning woman! ..... in view of the pain left to me,
I feel that I am understood, not hurt. ...
In the complete betrayal of my soul, a bee stung my obscurity:
Jiujiu, my Jiujiu, illuminate yourself, illuminate yourself:
It makes virgins shine when they are hugged,
She was jealous ... but by whom, by whom?
What kind of silence is it to talk to my only occupant?
Lord! In my deep wound, an unknown sister.
Burn me, offer all kinds of attentions.
Let's go I don't need you anymore,
Dear snake ... I'm dizzy enough to bother myself!
Don't give me your thousand turns again,
I don't need your evasive and suspicious loyalty. ...
There are enough decorations in the ruins of my soul!
I took away the pain in the shadow, in the endless night.
It knows how to hold the mastoid of the beautiful rock tightly with its chest.
Suck the sweet milk of dreams for a long time ...
Let go of this jeweled arm.
It threatens my spiritual destiny with love. ...
You are cruel and lewd to me.
Nothing can be done ... quickly quell these ripples,
Take back these whirlpools, these lewd promises ...
My surprise subsided and my eyes opened.
I look forward to endless sadness, and I look forward to it even more.
Crazy knitting delivery:
Because of their dryness, their passionate nature is particularly striking.
I went too far and became too bad, for.
See the edge of despair in the hell of my meditation. ...
I know ... my boredom is sometimes a scene,
The spirit will never be as pure as idolatry,
It escaped alone and jumped like a torch.
Jump out of a walled grave.
Endless expectation will get everything.
Even a faint hope can overcome the darkness,
Poor soul slightly open, in front of the flame.
The devil who tossed and turned was very excited. ...
But in order to make you willful and alert,
Caress soothes discontent,
Patience is so close to me, and depression is so heavy to me.
What will you do by my side in this forever depressing night?
You watched my beautiful rudeness fall asleep,
But I'm smart enough to deal with my danger,
Tears, you are more treacherous than them.
Stay away from me. Seize the clue of opportunity from the return at night!
Find a loophole to close your eyes for your heavy dance steps.
Often undress in other people's beds,
Go to other people's hearts, hatch your sinful childlike innocence,
Let this carefree innocence become the nature of your animals.
Breathe in the trap of dreams until dawn! ……
I, I woke up and left with pale cheeks and strange gestures.
Tears I never shed soaked my whole body,
Through the vast silence shaken by nothingness,
The silence of my tears ... I broke this quiet grave,
With a worried face and a sacred chin,
In this vast night, under the eyes of the public, how many dreams have I had,
My pride drives every tiny movement.
Note 2: Tears are the staff of Dionysus and his partner in Greek mythology, covered with ivy and grape leaves.
Pine cones on the top of the head.
However, the pain of losing a nerve makes me shudder!
Kiss this thin tooth mark on my hand,
My old, numb body
Only feel there is a fire burning around:
I think: other people's ego, you are a dead sister, lying. ...
A harmonious self is different from a dream.
A obedient and firm woman is silent with pure manners!
The sunny forehead rippled with joy,
Furry, hazy wind blows from a distance to calm them down,
A gorgeous flight will blow and dance the light grass,
Look! ..... I am the wife of this flying and day,
Unique smile and patience born of love.
Is showing its powerful and admirable majestic posture. ...
Orange and yellow sparkle on my eyelashes,
Oppressed by the shining night,
I tried to beg to enter your golden hell!
I am thorough about the eternity around me,
I dedicate myself to the hairy fruit swallowed by eternity;
In this golden body, only sunshine can mature.
The longing for death whispered in my ear:
I didn't taste my bitterness at all.
I just sacrificed my naked arm in the sun,
In the subtle growth of this archangel
On the neck of honey,
The face of the world shows a sleeping state.
In the glorious God's mind, I am a wandering girl in detention.
Trembling passionately, stepping on the vast fertile soil,
Dragging my messy and lonely shadow under the night gauze.
I am very happy! At the top of this cluster of flowers,
I let those gorgeous flowers avoid my flowered skirt,
In front of its glory, they swept the floor with frivolous pride;
If we oppose this road to freedom,
If my skirt gets rid of the thorns,
The vault of my agile body appeared and announced to me,
Naked, covered with my caste, caressing lingering flowers.
Under the gorgeous veil of competition!
I feel a little sorry for this futile power. ...
Willingly, hastily, obediently
Obey these smooth knees;
My vows are so powerful,
I can hardly feel the brilliance of my reasons!
My red soil (note 3) struggles towards my glorious significance,
In the warmth and tranquility of this natural dream
All its unfinished steps are eternal to me,
Glory, if there is only my enemy under my feet,
My shadow-if there is only my enemy under my feet,
My shadow-this rigid and flexible body
I will use my color space effortlessly.
Brush me away from this weak place of death.
Between Ross and me, she is hiding herself;
She glided undisturbed on the jumping lightning.
A cloud leaf, but she suddenly left and turned into 10 thousand new rains. ...
Slippery, sad fate ...
I am alive and standing.
Go on, secretly arm yourself with my nothingness,
But as if my cheeks were burning because of my love,
My breath melts in the wind blowing through the orange tree,
I returned the skylight with a strange look. ...
Ah! On the night of my divorce,
How this mystery will develop,
My art will be deepened by that gloomy paper!
I was detained away from the pure countryside,
Indulge in the faint fragrance,
I feel my statue trembling in the sun,
Flowing gold flooded its grain stones.
But I know what I saw with my fading eyes,
My black eyes are the threshold of those crazy apartments!
I think if the wind blows away at that time,
The soul no longer returns from the sour thorn forest,
I think, on the gilded shore of the sky,
Taste the death attached to the prophetess,
In this prophetess, the hope of the end of the world is screaming.
My inner mystery and God are constantly changing,
My steps are talking in the sky,
My palms touch my feet covered with dreams,
It flapped its wings in the mirror and followed an ever-changing bird.
Playing with nothingness in the sun a thousand times,
Burning towards the darkness of my dim wood grain stone.
The prey that he greedily pursues in his eyes!
Note 3: refers to the body.
Because the eye of the soul is on this silk beach.
I've seen the sky bright and pale,
I have guessed their colors and currents,
Staring at their troubles of flashing colors,
Added painful progress to my life:
Dawn showed me a hostile day.
I'm half dead, maybe, half dead.
Eternal life, I dream that the future is just.
A crown studded with jewels,
There are countless absolute sparks hovering on my forehead.
Hate cold and misfortune.
Time, dare you use my endless wasteland?
On that happy night, a flock of pigeons flew?
This is a memory of my tender childhood.
In the torch procession in Youlong, there is a rosy sunset glow.
It dipped a shy pink into green.
Memories, burning firewood, your golden wind came at me,
The helmet blew bright red,
The fiery refusal that pervades my heart-refusing to be myself. ...
Come on, my blood, dye this pale situation red,
It is surrounded by the sky at a sacred distance.
And the wrinkles I admire are sublime!
Come on, burn my colorful gifts;
Come on, let me know again, let me hate them,
This timid child, this accomplice's silence,
An obvious commotion sweeping through the Woods ...
A hoarse voice gushed from my cold heart.
This is a voice full of vague love words I don't know. ...
The charming collar chased the winged huntress.
Is my heart so close to a dying heart?
Is this me? Long eyelashes, I believe in myself.
Buried in the warmth of smiling at your threats ...
Oh, vine, you cling to my cheek,
Or you ... weave your eyelashes with floating branches.
The soft twilight was shattered by an invisible hand.
Let my eyes hang high in the sky through your temple!
Please put an unparalleled platform on me!
Stone and pallor cry on me. ...
The earth is like flowing brown hair to me.
Refuse to accept the forehead that has turned pale because of dizziness ...
The whole sky swayed on my branches,
The crown of meditation got rid of my spirit,
Death wants to breathe the fragrance of this priceless rose,
The warmth of roses is extremely precious to her dark ending!
If my warm breath intoxicated your mind,
Death, smell the king's slave:
Call me, crazy girl! ..... put your hopes on me,
I'm so tired of myself, I seem to be punished!
Listen to me ... don't wait any longer ... the years of rebirth.
In the blood of my whole body, it indicates mysterious movement,
Freezing gave it the last regret. ...
Tomorrow, in the sound of beautiful comfort,
Spring is coming, breaking the frozen spring;
This powerful, amazing smiling spring ...
Who knows where it came from? This is childish rambling.
Is so gentle, let a kind of tenderness penetrate into the heart of the earth. ...
The tree has grown fat and propped up shiny leaves.
Stretching out so many branches to stir such a vast space,
Driving his fur in the spring sun,
Vibrating thousands of leaves and wings in bitter breath,
A new student full of enthusiasm. ...
Don't listen to the groans of names in the air,
They are deafening!
..... in the space squeezed by constraints,
The twisted and vibrant Woods in the treetops are shaking,
Green trees shake China,
The tall trunk of a huge forest
Give yourself a unique forehead,
Set sail for a beautiful island.
Bring a green river, death,
Is this a river hidden in the green grass?
How to resist these eddies to the death,
What a desperate resistance!
So pure me, my knees
Unprotected fear, premonition. ...
The breeze dispersed me. Accompanied by a deafening virgin cry ...
Break the shadow of my tight heart,
Ross! My sigh proudly lifts you up,
Alas! This warm arm closes the basket. ...
Ah! In my bee-covered hair,
I was intoxicated by the kiss of the calendar-
My hazy eyes always put it
Comfort spot expansion, expansion ...
Bright! Or, you, go to hell Whoever it is, grab me!
……
My heart is beating! My heart is beating! My heart is burning and dragging me!
Let this be both severe and gentle, detained on my internet.
The evidence swells and becomes fat, spreading in my sky. ...
It is so severe in my heart, but it is sweet on my lips!
Dear newborn ghosts, my longing for you fills my body and mind.
Desire! What a lovely face!
..... the fruit of your beautiful love,
God created the beauty of this woman for me,
This soft edge, this fold and flower bed,
Let this life embrace this altar of happiness?
Strange souls are intertwined with eternal return,
Semen, milk and blood are always flowing.
Every kiss heralds a new decline ...
I see, I see the glory of the body, the powerless ghost,
Wandering among thousands of people with bitterness. ...
No, breathe! No, oh, gentle ... my guest,
People who have deteriorated because of me, you beg for mercy,
No, you can't have my life! ..... Go ahead!
Ghost, don't sigh in vain in the dark,
Go and meet countless dead people!
I will not reconcile light and darkness,
I am guarding the obscure and glorious spirit away from you. ...
No, you can't get light from my lips
And ... my heart refuses to give you lightning.
I sympathize with all of us, the hurricane of lightning and thunder!
Great God, I have lost the pace of confusion in your heart!
I only beg for your faint light,
Shined on my cheek for a long time,
The surging tears are the only answer to me.
Tears create a complicated road to sadness.
Trembling in my mortal eyes;
You come from the soul and are proud of this maze.
The nectar you gave me accidentally fell,
My eyes are reflected in the tears of those eyes,
Tears show the sacrifice of inner thoughts!
There is a cave of fear in the depths of my mind.
Mysterious salt and silent water oozed from this cave.
Where are you from? How sad and brand-new
Work pulls these tears out of your hell?
You carved the ratio of my mother's death to mine,
Holding the burden that can't be thrown away, wandering in the future,
What you have done in my life is slow.
Strangled me ... I was silent, admiring your firm steps. ...
Who asked you for help on my little wound?
For this wound, this sob, this gloomy comment, why?
For them-have you found this cruel happiness?
This cold body blindly spreads its fingers to avoid hope!
Where will it go? It does not answer its ignorance.
Is this body surprised by its belief in the darkness?
The noisy earth ... after vicissitudes, pick me up.
Pick me up gently ... I'm as weak as a snowflake.
Will you still travel like this if you find your own trap?
My swan, where will you go and where will you find your flight?
Precious persistence ... the feeling of the earth,
My steps have established a sacred guarantee for you!
The rapid steps of knocking and sanctifying the earth,
Touched the peace treaty of the old country with awe,
In this footsteps, such a solid earth constitutes my pillar.
Not far away, in the footsteps, my despair is sinking into sleep. ...
The imperceptible rocks slid over the seaweed and began to fly.
Escape, (as if there is unspeakable loneliness in my heart,)
..... The wind seems to have passed through a shroud.
Is to use the sound of the sea, the sound of waves hitting the oars.
Weave a fluffy soft yarn ...
Numerous long-term shocks, endless hoarseness and fragmentation.
Breathing, merging into a grand sound ... all kinds of crazy jumps.
Show forgotten greed ...
Alas ... at my naked feet, who will look for this footprint?
Instead of just thinking about yourself?
The turbulent land is tangled with seaweed, pick me up!
However, mysterious nature, you are still alive!
When the morning comes, you will recognize yourself again.
Still the same bitterness ...
Ocean mirror
Rise ... Yesterday's smile is still on my lips.
This is a sign of silence in trouble,
This smile froze the pale light, mountains and vast cages in the East.
There, fluttering is the only four-in-one trap ...
Look: a pure arm appears, naked.
I see you again, my jade arm ... you rolled up the dawn. ...
Hard to wake up!
The unfinished awakening of sacrifice ... you are the threshold,
How warm ... how brilliant, like an exposed reef,
Low ripples praise you, soft waves wash you! ……
Intoxicated by the shadow in my heart, immortal sacrifice,
You are on the huge altar of all my memories.
Show me the bright red of new desire.
There, the waves try to show themselves,
Over there, on a faintly visible ship.
An immortal fisherman was hobbled by the collision of light waves.
Everything will fulfill its solemn contract:
Born pure and unparalleled,
Give a generous smile back.
The tomb of romance and enthusiasm!
Salute! The god worshipped by roses and salt,
The first toy for young people to play with
-This island! ..... instantaneous peak,
When will the first flame make your rock feel the island I predicted?
His face was flushed with extreme joy;
Island, you are burning desire and losing the tip of shyness.
This is a forest full of wild animals and ideas.
Full of joy because of the gift from heaven.
The blessed land of human ode,
Island! Hugging you in the noise of the sea.
Forever chaste mother, despite your extraordinary signs,
But you still kneel before me in the name of the goddess of peerless destiny:
Nothing can compare with the flowers you wear,
But deep down, it's cold!
Under the calm forehead, the soul is ready,
My death is like a secret child,
And you, the disgusting god who gave me enthusiasm,
Pretending to be far away from the glory of my destiny,
Aren't you keen on a noble continuation?
No god has ever dared to take risks in the closest way.
Write their cruel breathing on their foreheads,
Never pursue a thick and perfect night.
Dare to say this noble request with your own lips. ...
I hold the flash of pure death,
Just like in the past, I hold the sunshine. ...
My desperate body clings to its naked chest,
My soul is intoxicated with self, silence and glory,
Ready to disappear into your own memory,
Listen to the beating of this heart hopefully.
That pious wall, this heart collapsed under the mysterious blow,
Until there is only something left to support by hard work
The subtle vibration of leaves-my existence ...
In vain, in vain expectation ... facing the bright and clean.
A soul that cries out of pity can only die. ...
Do I have to achieve the happy ending I choose?
With sober contempt,
To endure the change of fate?
You will never find a transparent death again.
What about this purest slope? On this slope,
I walked gloomily along the victim's long eyes.
Climb, the victim endured paleness and bled without complaint.
What can blood that is no longer a secret do to her?
What kind of white peace does this bright red leave her?
She reached the highest point of existence and became more beautiful because of her decline!
She calmed down and destroyed her wave of time,
The sacred moment can no longer make her pale,
When the empty body kisses the dark spring ...
And I, my heart is always close to this fate:
My spiritual honor was shaken by cypress. ...
Towards a fragrant future
I walked briskly, giving and wasting myself,
All, all, give yourself to this happy cloud!
Even though I look like a green fog tree,
The majesty that is gradually lost because of it.
In great love.
So I was melted into that magnificent existence. In my sacred heart
The burning incense curled up an endless wisp of white smoke ...
All happy bodies tremble in my fragrance! ……
No, no. ..... Don't disturb this hazy memory!
Gloomy Lily! -Phantom of the dark sky,
Your strictness can't kill that precious ship ...
You are getting closer to the supreme all the time. ...
But who can beat it with your eyes?
What about the power of coveting? Your eyes are rolling.
Use your forehead as a beacon to stare at during the day.
Think about it, at least tell me, how did you spend the night?
What about the grand feat that led you from death to today?
Do you remember instinctively pulling away from yourself?
This line (your golden finger competes with the morning for it),
This invisible continuous filament
Bring your life to this shore ...
Be smart ... be cruel ... be as smart as possible! ……
Lie, but know! ..... What kind of magic did you use to educate me?
Left a warm smoke that could not escape.
And my worries about the earth,
How to climb back to yourself?
Recover the fragrance of your cave and your sad soul?
Yesterday, deep body; Yesterday, as a lover's body
Betrayed me ... aah! No dreams, no caresses! ……
No devil, no fragrance, and magical arms.
Holding my arrogant neck brings me rudeness;
Without God-swans will be scorching white.
Brush my heart and cut it with feathers. ...
But it knows the softest nest!
Because all its white comes from my smooth limbs,
As a virgin, I am an attractive devotee in the dark. ...
But sleepiness is surrounded by such intense sweetness,
This sweetness is attached to my hair nest,
I feebly lost my neurotic power.
By embracing myself, I became a different person ...
Who lost? ..... Who's leaving? ..... Who's lying down? ……
What secret has my heart melted into?
What kind of conch told me my lost name again?
I know, what kind of countercurrent will make me
Pull me back from pure extremes, make me precocious,
Take back my meaning from my gruff sigh?
Like a bird resting, I need to sleep.
Probably, this is the inner prophet.
Tired and bored moments:
She's not herself anymore ... but ...
A deep girl struggled in vain to defend herself for no reason.
Stretch out her weak hands at a distance.
Must obey the wishes of the crowned god of death.
Breathe for this cheek ...
Lighter,
I am here, and my forehead touches this promise. ...
This body, I forgive it and taste it in the ashes.
I will devote myself to this depraved happiness,
Evidence of going black, begging for weapons,
Open your heart to what aa forgot to say. ...
Sleep, my wisdom, sleep and construct this emptiness;
Turn around in bacteria and gloomy innocence.
Give you happiness to the golden snake and treasure. ...
Sleep forever! Fall down and sleep forever! Fall down, sleep, sleep!
The short door is a ring ... gas.
Right there ... everything is dead, everything is giggling.
……
That bird is sipping in your mouth, but you can't see it. ...
Low, low ... darkness is not so dark ...)
Elegant shroud, my warm chaos,
Sleep, sleep in my volatile place, reflect on yourself, give in,
Sleep where my heart will drown,
My room is almost a living grave,
Who is breathing, who is moved by eternity,
The whole position I occupy is full of myself,
Quickly use my body and virtual thermal structure,
Let me know my return from my return,
In your endless, final and dreamy humbleness
How much pride floats in the mixed folds!
In your vast plane, it sleeps like death,
Idols also fall asleep involuntarily and instinctively.
Bored woman, tears blindfolded,
When she is naked, secret, cave and charming.
And the residual love that protects the body.
Broke the peace treaty between her fall and death.
The ark, so mysterious and so close,
My fleet will break your chains tonight,
I only let my lament shake your shoulders!
What! My eyes were confused by the vast sky.
Quietly watching the sparse and delicate stars pass away,
My frightened young sun
See through my pain like an old woman's eyes,
When its evil flame fills its existence with ecstasy,
And dawn made an amiable substance,
This material itself has become the raw material of the tomb! ……
Ah! How beautiful it is on the surging sea and under my feet!
Come here! ..... I will always be what you desire,
My hazy veil floated to your country. ...
..... as long as I live, I can't leave you,
what do you think? ..... If I wear Chardonnay,
Come to this shore and enjoy the turbulent waves tirelessly.
Drink the bitterness of this huge smile with your eyes,
Use your body to resist the wind in the fiercest air turbulence,
Accept the call of the sea with your cheeks;
If a violent soul blow makes people angry
Ripples pounce on lost ripples, if
The waves roared at the headland, offering innocent ghost heads,
Coming from a distant ocean, vomiting its depth on this rock,
Produced a thousand dazzling cold lights to my mind,
Pouncing on my whole body bitten by bitter sobriety,
So, Sun, I can't help it.
Appreciate my heart at the moment, where did you meet?
Gentle and powerful new life and happy reunion,
Under the golden sky of a grateful heart,
A bloody chastity rushes to the blazing fire!
A person who is treated in some way: dividend | reverend
(Translated by Gray and Dong Liang)
The peak of Valery's life was the seaside cemetery in his later years.