The following is the full text of Bing Xin's "Stars":
一
The stars are twinkling——
The deep blue sky,
Have you ever heard their conversation?
In silence,
In the dim light,
They praised each other deeply.
Two
Childhood!
It is the truth in dreams,
It is the dream in truth,
It’s a tearful smile when remembering.
Three
Thousands of acres of trembling——
On the edge of the dark island,
The moon is coming up!
< p>The source of life,the place of death.
Four
O little brother!
Three bright and joyful stars in my soul,
Gentle
< p>IndescribableO child deep in the soul!
五
Darkness,
What a profound description!
The depths of the soul,
The depths of the universe,
The resting place in the brilliant light.
Six
Mirror -
Looking at the opposite side,
it feels unnatural,
it is better to turn it over Good past.
Seven
Those who are awake,
are only lonely and angry people!
Listen to the fortune-telling gong,
p>
Destroy the fate of the world.
Eight
The broken flowers are dotted on the branches;
The birds flew away,
The ground was scattered with red——
Is life also such a glimpse?
Nine
The most difficult thing to hide is Meng'er,
Clearly ,
Honestly,
told
the secrets and worries in your own soul.
Ten
The tender green buds,
said to the young people:
"Develop yourself!"
Pale white flowers,
Said to the young man:
"Contribute yourself!"
Dark red fruits,
He said to the young man:
"Sacrifice yourself!"
Eleven
Infinite mystery,
Where to find it? < /p>
After the smile,
Before the words,
there is infinite mystery.
Twelve
Human beings!
Just fall in love,
We are all long-term travelers,
Dian the same destination.
Thirteen
A corner of the city wall,
The blue sky,
The horizon is boundless——
This is heaven - earth.
Fourteen
We are all natural babies,
lying in the cradle of the universe.
Fifteenth
Children!
You can enter my garden,
Don’t pick my flowers——
p>
Look at the thorns of the rose,
It hurts your hand.
Sixteen
Young man!
For future memories,
Describe your current picture carefully.
Seventeen
My friend!
Why do you say I am "silent"?
There are things in the world,
Beyond language and words.
Eighteen
Literature writer!
Sow your seeds with good intentions,
Discover your fruits anytime and anywhere .
Nineteen
My heart,
is like a boat,
passing through the ups and downs of the sea of ??time.
Twenty
The flower branches of happiness,
In the hands of the God of destiny,
Looking for the perfect person.
Twenty-one
The strings outside the window were plucked,
My heart!
Why is it so deep? In the lingering sound?
It is the sound of infinite trees,
It is the infinite moonlight.
Twenty-two
Life and separation——
It is the hazy moon and day,
Death farewell——
< p>It is a haggard fallen flower.Twenty-three
The lamp of the soul
Brightens in silence,
Extinguishes in excitement.
Twenty-four
To those who have never seen Bailian, Sunflower admits that they are best friends.
The white lotus came out of the water,
The sunflower lowered her head:
Her graceful pride,
separated herself.
Twenty-five
Death!
Rise up and praise him;
It is the end of silence,
It is eternal rest.
Twenty-six
The high mountain tops,
The deep and vast sea -
A cold heart,
It is passionate tears;
Poor little people!
Twenty-seven
Poet,
It is the world The greatest joy in fantasy is also the deepest disappointment in reality.
Twenty-eight
The waves of my hometown!
Your splashing waves,
How did you knock me drop by drop in the past? The rock,
knocks on my heartstrings drop by drop.
Twenty-nine
My friend,
I am sorry for you;
The comfort I can give,
Just a cold smile.
Thirty
Has time just passed by like this?
Except for misty thoughts,
Nothing has been accomplished!
p>
Thirty-one
Family is the most unkind -
People's tears,
are his harvest.
Thirty-two
The thorns of roses,
are the anger of those who pick them,
are her own comfort happy.
Thirty-three
Mother!
Put aside your sorrow,
Let me indulge in your arms,
p>
Only you are the settlement of my soul.
Thirty-four
It is not the rolling waves that create the new land,
it is the tiny sand beneath it .
Thirty-five
Thousands of angels,
will rise up to sing praises to the little children;
Little children!
< p>His small body contains a great soul.
Thirty-six
The sun penetrated into the stone gap,
and said to the tiny thorn fruit:
"Lend me Stretch out your strength,
liberate your imprisoned self!"
The tree trunk came out,
A solid rock,
< p>Cracked in half.