anthology
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Naowarat Pongpaiboon
Do not let the water ripple effect
Do not let the water ripple effect
I want to see it the clear Unlimited
Depths of flow depth look
Deep as the depth of the mind
If the sky do deep end
Deeper than my eyes or
Shining in the sun on bamboo leaves
Flip the soft whispering song flute
Insects ah, not just around the corner
Do not let the water ripple effect
Breeze, ah, do not blow the water crepe
Let me sip deep thoughts
Who is stirring the water?
My heart, ah, you tremble?
Kiyosumi dispersed
Life as water thrown award? / P>
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Han Shan
Han Shan
Total to white wrap
So gently wrapped
Cold block
A hand on
Hand touch Star
Taking a white flannel towel
Flame covered the sun;
Cold sea
Also dressed in a white cloak
Gently rocking loving lullaby
Let alone close to the
Just a moment
He has not lit the torch of the sun
A little on the cold tolerance
The dawn will come soon
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Gently move
Gently pick up as long as the Eagle Wings
Can ease the sun's heat.
A leaf tremble slightly
That is, the wind will be announced here.
A little flash reflection ripples
Told to clean water; No, not glass.
Reveal the slightest pain in the eyes,
Declared the existence of the heart.
Locked the door jingling chains
Amplified the tragic cry.
The distance the faint light flashes
Whispered: "There is a way, there is a way."
For the first time wait a long time, sweat dripping, like an oven,
Finally hit - what happiness! - Percussion and down,
Raised and lowered, all know that every time
How taste of happiness.
Hit by the fingers, weakness and holding, moving,
There is still enough strength to transfer forces
As the gap in the rock to the Guang-Rong Fang
Shaking his head placed slender reed leaves the brain.
Four years of emptiness - a silent state.
Forty million people can not move a little.
Variable sand soil, wood, stone changes,
A complete standstill, do not smell, do not see.
Like the birds do not pay attention to the sky,
The fish unaware of the presence of water
Or worm is the soil pack bundles,
Or worms are seen as not see on the dirty.
Verily rot crawling over the quiet marshes;
However, since the decay would give birth in the
Weak initial disturbance - a move gently
A beautiful lotus field and waited.
Slight commotion, not about evil,
Elegant and beautiful, commitment is taking shape.
Silence among the dark,
Starting point has already begun.
Temple drums pound, rings,
Another holy day and come.
Rumbling sound of gunfire echoed the air,
Please listen to the cries of the people.
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Bangkok
Confusing and unorganized,
This is the eternal Holy City
Glory bright, golden in the
Mixture of dark and gloomy.
Sparkling gemstones can
Net pumping dark cloud on the ground it?
Beauty of the Chao Phraya River
Flowing, sun _set_s.
Pathetic state, boring, litter,
This land is corrosion and tarnish the.
Skyscrapers and temples.
Heavy traffic.
Bangkok,
Turbulence with the everything and confusing.
Day and night, can not be changed.
City of mother earth!
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White squirrel
From the top of the tree to the top of the tree, far
Hesitated, Jiji to run up and down.
These are the path you follow,
It is true you know.
Who caught you and put you in a cage?
Past your own free straight
Now been forced to divert
Close up in a cage is the way into the ring.
You all the way to be shrunk to a small circle,
Your long-distance shorter.
Day, where are you running,
Spin round and round, fast-forward.
What are you looking for the small squirrel?
Paths and caves to explore?
Or you are well-known actor,
Good at being in the cage rotation of praise?
These are not top of the tree's long road
Rotate a lot of money long-distance travel blindly;
To spin rotation is not the middle.
What you desire, but also how to do?
You have found you, squirrel?
Do you want to follow the path
You have lost the long road?
Who caught you and put you in a cage?