Modern Poetry
Comeliness AND sorrowful
美丽与哀愁
Zhang Cuo
I've learned that life
The only beautiful ----
Is possible and impossible in the cognitive
Some may find irresistible;
For example, in a haze of clouds in the morning,
Miles outside of town to drive,
Quietly drinking a coffee or lemon tea
Lotus in the weak odor, the
Listened with concern to mature in life
Back to the inner monologue of a chapter
Perhaps the end of the sharp.
Perhaps the single quest;
Then at noon, after a glass of white wine,
The mouth of the small bow Qingchuai French onion soup,
In the pink salmon and white seashells, between
Seem to have a transparent tear,
Out and not fall in between
Quietly for a moment of affection poured
Beautiful eyes
And gently lowered.
And I understand that in life
The only sad ----
Turned out to be possible in the limited
Completely impossible to find its own facts,
For example, in pouring rain in the afternoon,
Any gesture of embrace are vain,
Any _set_ of private life are just empty words,
Only in a moment of chills in the citric acid astringent,
Will remember a spring evening ---- a mountain of
Lips are still residual aftertaste of wine,
Indented still wake up at midnight;
The collar has been nestled in the right atmosphere,
It seems to have been the evening breeze after the rain
Slow and continuous exercise to loose brush,
As if the endless evolution of life, the
Always convoluted turn of ----
Cloudy and sunny,
Looking with regret,
Oh! May be impossible!
There was never a shortage over the ----
Peony Pavilion.
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