The Root of the Rose
The first rose flower that bloomed was a big red rose.
The root in the land thought:
"So happy,
so happy."
The next year, we started There were three big red rose flowers.
The roots in the earth thought:
"It bloomed again,
It bloomed again."
In the third year, it bloomed Seven big red rose flowers.
The roots in the earth thought:
"Why, the first flower
no longer blooms?"
Rose flower
The white petals
are caught on the thorny branches and leaves.
"Hey, it hurts a lot."
Breeze
Run to help it quickly,
The petals gently
Floated down.
The white petals
fell into the soil.
"Hey, it's very cold."
Father Sun
Shine it gently,
Warm it up, < /p>
As a result, the petals turned brown and withered.
Tree
The flowers faded,
the fruits ripened,
the fruits fell,
the leaves fell Come,
then sprout,
bloom again.
How many times does it take
such reincarnations for
a tree to complete
its mission?
Autumn, overnight
Autumn comes overnight.
On the two hundred and tenth [1] it was windy,
On the two hundred and twentieth [2] it rained,
At dawn, the rain stopped, < /p>
On this night, autumn came quietly.
Will it land in a small boat from the harbor?
Will it spread its wings and fly in the sky?
Will it rumble out of the ground?
No one knows,
But it did come this morning.
Although I don’t know where it is yet, it has indeed arrived.
[1] Two hundred and tenth day: "Two hundred and tenth day" in Japanese is the 210th day from the beginning of spring, around September 1st.
[2] Two Hundred and Twenty Days: refers to the 220th day from the beginning of spring, approximately September 11th.
Grassland
On the crystal clear grassland,
if you walk barefoot,
your feet will be dyed green. Right,
It will also be stained with the fragrance of green grass.
If I just walk and walk like this,
until I turn into a grass,
my face
will also Become a beautiful flower and bloom?
Autumn Letters
Dashan’s letter to the town:
“Persimmons are red, chestnuts are ripe,
Turtle doves and Pulsatilla singing competition,
The mountains are as lively as a temple fair. ”
A letter from the town to the mountains:
“The swallows have gone back to the south,
The willow leaves have fallen,
The weather is getting colder, and I am getting lonely.”
Autumn day and
Good weather, good weather,< /p>
On the treetops by the river,
Shrikes sang loudly.
Sun-dried, sun-dried,
In the rice fields after harvesting,
rice ears are covered with hackberry tree stands.
One comes and one goes.
On the opposite street,
trucks transporting rice ears come and go.
Good weather, good weather,
The call of the shrike,
echoes in the bottomless blue sky.
Little Morning Glory
Remember
It was
autumn.
I rode a carriage and passed by the outside of the village.
There was a thatched house surrounded by a bamboo fence.
Small sky-blue morning glories bloomed under the bamboo fence.
——Like a pair of eyes looking up at the sky.
Remember
it was a
sunny day.
Field of milkvetch
Flowers dotted
are blooming in the field,
Acres of milkvetch
Being plowed by the plowshare.
The big black ox with gentle eyes
pulled the plowshare,
plowing the fields.
Pieces of
petals and leaves,
were also brought into the thick
black earth.
In the sky
The lark is singing,
The vetch fields
are being cultivated neatly.
Osmanthus
The fragrance of osmanthus
fills the courtyard.
Feng'er
lingered outside the door,
debating
whether to go in or not?
Invisible things
What happened while I was sleeping?
The light red peach petals fell down and
piled up on the bedside.
As soon as I opened my eyes, they were gone.
No one has seen this scene,
Anyone can say it is fake.
What happens in the blink of an eye?
The white Pegasus spreads its wings and flies high,
faster than the white-feathered arrows
across the blue sky.
No one has ever seen such a scene,
But who can say it is fake?
Fir trees and fir trees
A fir tree is singing.
I saw
on the sea opposite the mountain
there was something open like a butterfly
< p> Three white sails.A cedar tree is singing.
I saw
on the street opposite the mountain
a bronze pig dolphin spraying water.
Under a cedar tree,
Shancai is singing.
One day,
I will grow to be as tall as it,
I will also see far, far away places.
Early Autumn (1)
The cool evening breeze blows.
If you are in the countryside, now is the time,
to look at the sunset on the seaside,
to lead the black cow home.
The blue sky is chirping,
Thousands of crows are returning to their nests.
Are the eggplants in the fields having a good harvest?
Are the flowers in the rice fields blooming?
This silent, lonely city,
There are only houses, dust and sky.
Early Autumn (Two)
The bank on Sunday was clean and majestic,
The crickets were cooing.
In the cloudless sky in the early morning,
dragonflies flew gently.
(Autumn arrived in port this morning
.)
The bank on Sunday was clean and majestic,
the sun made it clear of light and shadow.
The cicada tied with a white thread is wrapped around the wire,
waving its thin wings.
Goatgrass
Although its name is Goatgrass,
I have never called it by its name.
They are really insignificant,
short, but they are everywhere,
even growing up to the road.
Even if you try your best,
it will be difficult to pull it out.
They are stubborn grasses.
Milk vetch will bloom red flowers,
Viola flowers and leaves are also very soft,
Hairpin grass can be used to make hairpins,
< p> Beautiful man kudzu can be used to make flutes.But if the wilderness is
covered with grass like this,
when we are too tired to walk,
we have to Where to sit, where to lie?
Green, strong, and soft,
Goatgrass is our comfortable bed.
Smut
Push back the golden waves of wheat,
Cut off the wheat infected with smut.
If the black ears are not removed,
other wheat ears will also be infected.
Burn the black ears,
and let their smoke follow the path to the seaside.
You failed to grow into the black ears of wheat,
At least let your green smoke rise high into the sky.
Rain in the Tanaka
Spring rain fell in the white radish field,
The raindrops fell on the green leaves,
The rain laughed softly .
It rained during the day in the white radish field.
The raindrops fell on the red sand.
The rainwater quietly penetrated into the soil.
The Kingdom in the Story
In the story,
the king
and his followers got separated.
It was dark,
The king found a small stove in the forest in the story
The small stove brought Warm,
but on a snowy night,
still makes people feel cold.
A king without an entourage,
how cold he must feel,
how lonely he must feel.
Old Maple Tree
Father Sun in November
Say to the old maple tree in the yard,
It’s time .
The old maple tree in the yard
I took a nap unhappily,
I forgot to color my maple leaves.
The roof of the newly built warehouse was too high,
The November sun
was blocked even if it showed its face.
The old maple tree in the yard,
when it withers quietly,
its leaves are still green.
Camellia
Not here, not here,
Hey!
Who is it?
It’s the camellia that’s blown by the wind behind the house.
No, no,
Hey!
Always there.
Who is it?
It seems like I am about to cry
The sky.
Stones and Seeds
Stones
were buried under the dirt of the streets.
Vegetable seeds
were buried in the fields.
Heavy rain
falls on the streets,
falls on the fields.
The sun
shines on the streets,
shines on the fields.
The young shoots sprouted from the fields,
The farmer was very happy.
Stones popped up from the street,
The begging child fell down.
Centipede
Centipede growing along the coast,
is a flower that no one knows about.
The river is not far away,
and merges into the distant sea.
In the wide, wide sea,
A small, small drop of water,
I have been missing you
The unknown Qian Qucai.
That was the dew that once fell from the lonely Qianqucai
.
Summer
"Summer" is a night owl,
likes to sleep in in the morning.
After I fell asleep at night,
she still didn’t sleep. In the morning
when I woke up Morning Glory,
"Xia Tian" hasn't gotten up yet.
Cool, cool,
Breeze said.
Thatch flower
Thatch flower, thatch flower,
Snow-white, snow-white thatch flower.
On the riverbank as the sun sets,
Can I pull one out?
No, no,
Mao Caohua shook her head.
Thatch flower, thatch flower,
Snow-white, snow-white thatch flower.
Take advantage of the evening wind,
Fly, fly,
Become a white cloud in the evening sky
.
Peach petals
Short and green
Spring grass,
the peach tree gave it its flowers.
Dry and lonely
Bamboo fence,
The peach tree gave it flowers.
Damp and dark
Field,
The peach trees gave it flowers.
Father Sun
was happy,
calling the flower soul of the peach tree.
(It is the earth energy that rises from the grass,
from the fields,
swaying.)
Outside the car window
In the mountains and forests,
What is that red thing?
That is the wild sumac tree, the red leaves of the wild sumac tree.
The red and black color looks a bit scary.
On the field,
What is that red thing?
Those are ripe persimmons.
The red with yellow color looks delicious.
In the sky,
What is that red thing?
That's the shadow cast by the headlights.
That is lonely red, lifeless red.
Fallen Leaves
There are fallen leaves piled up on the floor at the back door of the kitchen.
I want to quietly leave them
without anyone noticing. It cleans up.
I planned to complete this task alone,
so I couldn’t help but feel happy alone.
I just checked,
and a band came outside.
Then, then, I ran happily
out,
ran to the corner of the road.
Later, when I got home,
I found that someone
had cleaned up all the fallen leaves
without falling to the ground. .
Morning Glory
The blue morning glory blooms toward that side,
The white morning glory blooms toward this side.
A little bee
flew between two flowers.
Father Sun
Shines back and forth between the two flowers.
The blue morning glories are fading that way,
The white morning glories are fading this way.
That's it.
Yes, goodbye.
Knotweed[1]
Knotweed, knotweed,
I found knotweed.
On a field path through a bean field.
My distant hometown, at that time,
I have long forgotten that taste.
This is the back garden of the metropolis,
Over a mountain, there is the terraced field,
The whistle is the whistle of the steamboat,
What was that sound that echoed for a long time?
Japanese knotweed, Japanese knotweed,
I picked it off and bit it in my mouth,
When I looked at the other side of the sky,
I saw A group of unknown migratory birds are migrating,
slowly flying past my eyes.
[1] Polygonum cuspidatum: a Polygonaceae plant.