No.1-Blue Wild Sunflower
Wild sunflowers will have their heads cut off in autumn.
People who hit her will suddenly
come back. It's nearly dusk,
her face turns into
golden smoke with the sunset,
along with the endless summer.
through whom? Crossing the horizon of buckwheat flowers?
for whom did I
die again, because of the past covered by sadness?
unreal wild sunflower. Unreal
singing.
the stinger of autumn wind stings my chest.
No.2-Love's The Noisy Lotus
Noisy Lotus
And you're the quietest and gentlest flower
that I've seen recently. Just watch the lotus.
I like to watch you rise from the water with a blue oil umbrella.
I gently throw a stone at the center of the pool.
Your face
turns red.
A water bird
sweeps across the willow branches on the other side like a flame.
Get closer.
The sunset
The cicada is still
As silent as when you were alone in the crowd
I left, stopped halfway
waited for you
waited for you to call me
No.3-Love's "Crab Claw Flower"
Maybe you won't be sad because of this
Crab Claw Claw Flower. In the crimson despair
in the tangle of blue tendons, you begin to say: Naked
body fragrance overflows
one petal
vomit
another petal
crab claw flower
occupies all the sky on your forehead
At the most beautiful moment, you begin to say: pain
branches and leaves Frank Shu. The sound of water in the stem
You suddenly froze
Only when the flowers burst like wounds
did you recognize yourself
February 1985
No.4-Chen Dongdong's "Lemon-For Hui"
Let me pick you in the shade, at noon
at a bell and in summer by emerald.
on the green promenade and sundays loaded by jade birds in summer?
let me say your name, lemon?
make me look like a small seed?
Enter your transparent and sweet core
At this time, Ai Lvya, a French poet, came to
No.5-Shu Ting's "To the Oak Tree"
If I love you-
I will never be like a climbing campbell flower,
Show off myself with your high branches;
If I love you-
Never learn from spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It's not just like a fountain,
It brings cool comfort all the year round;
It's not just like a dangerous peak.
Increase your height and set off your dignity.
even sunlight.
even spring rain.
no, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok near you,
as the image of a tree, I stand with you.
roots, clinging to the ground,
leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time the wind blows,
we greet each other,
but no one
understands our language.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
like a knife, like a sword, and
like a halberd;
I have my red flowers,
like a heavy sigh,
like a heroic torch.
we share the cold wave, storm and thunderbolt;
We * * * enjoy the mist, flowing haze and red neon,
as if we were separated forever,
but we are dependent on each other for life.
This is a great feeling.
Faithfulness lies there:
Not only love your stalwart body,
but also love your persistent position and the land under your feet.