Modern Poetry
眺望
frontage 眺望
Xi Chuan
For the people far away, we are far away Is a distant legend, like the Light Horse Grasp of history ---- an hour We are destined to die in the Only the distance gorgeous flowers, only that Migration in the way of light horses, riding those eternal life Squid, laden memories and dreams Associated with the distance to make life Sticks and dry leaves beyond this limited To find himself alone in the room Today, let us overlook this platform Clear view that the September The gradual withdrawal of the shadow in the water below Horses in the immortality of the soul's paradise Single attraction in the sky color We should praise, as all Know the truth loving people sing They did feel of wind in the wind They did awakened by birds Today, the sky is empty, a bird had What is more gentle than this bird? We have been born, our bodies Have experienced poverty. Inner silence What is the secret, and hidden in the September mountains behind it, what is? Associated with the distance to make life so that these Humble things far away dreaming of horses We are covered by the shadow of the fall.
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