Loulan's Modern Poems

Out of the desolate ancient road yangguan,

Altun Mountain is frozen by ice and snow.

There is a myth buried in the long yellow sand.

That is the ancient country Loulan in my dream.

Thoughts travel through the vast space and time,

Wandering in the ancient western regions.

Across thousands of miles of vast sea,

Dedicated to the goddess in my heart.

Please step out of the curtain of history,

Tell a long-forgotten story.

Please unveil the mystery,

A fragrance that shows unparalleled charm.

Lop Nur caresses ten thousand weeping willows,

It is the ribbon of your charming hair.

Peacock River flows through the ancient wilderness,

It is an image of your beautiful figure.

The morning glow dyed the faint mist on the top of the mountain red,

It's the sadness poured out by your soft lips.

The evening breeze stirred the withered grass Populus euphratica,

You're the one complaining.

You are the pearl on the Silk Road,

Send away businessmen from the south to the north.

Camel bells ring in the morning and evening,

Europe and Asia built a bridge with you.

The relentless uplift of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau,

Drove lop Nur from his hometown.

In the past 100 years, soldiers from Hungary and the Han Dynasty fought against each other.

Let Loulan perish from this country.

As the will of Buddha's light spread eastward,

You came to the Tang Dynasty in the east.

Follow the footsteps of fishing rod to control water,

You drifted to the East China Sea in Ningbo.

Four thousand years of change,

Europa's face remains vaguely.

The wind and rain of eight thousand miles migration,

Dull your dream of rejuvenating the country.

Only the beautiful image of my old country in my dream,

Rub your broken heart.

From then on, the word "Lou" was changed to China's surname.

Just to commemorate our ancestors and hometown. ...

Although the descendants of Loulan are not rich,

But one of them is my charming mother.

Blinking with suspicion and confusion,

Listen to me. Distant desolation.

The evening breeze brings the freshness of the moonlit night,

Clouds bring endless reverie.

Staring at the stars for a long time,

There is a faint sadness in my heart.