Xu zhimo
I left quietly, just as I came gently;
I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky. Golden willow by the river,
Is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water; In the soft waves of Cambridge,
I would like to be an aquatic plant! A pool in the shade of elm trees,
It's not a clear spring, but the rainbow in the sky is pressed in floating seaweed, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Holding a long wormwood, stroll back to the greener grass.
Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight. But I can't play songs,
Quiet is a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly, just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
homesickness
Yu Guangzhong
Childhood homesickness is a small stamp.
I'm here and my mother is there.
Homesickness is a narrow ticket when you grow up.
I'm here and the bride is there.
Later, homesickness was a low grave.
I'm outside, mom. Ah, inside.
Homesickness is now a shallow strait.
I am on this continent, on that side.
Prison wall
Dai wangshu
If I die here, my friend, don't be sad,
I will live in your hearts forever.
One of you is dead, in a Japanese-occupied prison,
You should always remember his deep hatred.
When you come back, dig out his injured limbs from the soil,
Lift his soul with your triumphant cheers.
Then put his bones on the top of the mountain, exposed to the sun and bathed in the wind:
This is his only dream in that dark and humid dungeon.
all
North Island
Everything is fate.
Everything is a cloud of smoke.
Everything is the beginning without an ending.
Everything is a fleeting pursuit.
All happiness has no smile.
All sufferings have no tears.
All languages are repetitive.
All contacts are new.
All the love is in my heart.
All the past is in a dream.
All hope is accompanied by notes.
All faiths groan.
There was a moment of silence when everything broke out.
All deaths have long echoes.
answer
North Island
Mean is the passport of the despicable, noble is the epitaph of the noble,
Look, in the gilded sky, there is a distorted reflection of the dead.
The ice age has passed, why is there ice everywhere?
The Cape of Good Hope has been discovered. Why did Qian Fan compete in the Dead Sea?
I came into this world with only paper, rope and figure.
So that the voice of the sentenced person can be heard before the trial.
To tell you the truth, I don't believe in this world! Even if you have a thousand challengers under your feet,
Then count me as 10 1.
I don't believe the sky is blue, I don't believe the echo of thunder,
I don't believe that dreams are false, and I don't believe that there is no retribution for death.
If the ocean is destined to burst its banks, let all the bitter water pour into my heart.
If the land is destined to rise, let mankind choose the peak of survival again.
A new turning point and sparkling stars filled the open sky.
That's a hieroglyph of 5,000 years, and that's the eyes that people will stare at in the future.