现代中国 纪弦 Ji Xian  现代中国   (1913~?)
Fire
海的意志
raven
apport
Side of the Yin
Pyric City
Tired of sorrow have seen the day when ...
古城七月
Wolf have no rival
In the depths of the earth ascending to take a walk
飞的意志
altogether
comet
earth
Anymore sing Songs
eat Cake or stick of pressed or twisted tobacco of psycho
Bedlamite Song
medal
luminous hunter
be Park
dusk
Sough Song
The number 40 *40 The fanatics
you miscall
Multiple poems at a time
ancient style poetry

apport
幻像

   Ji Xian

Phantom is an unforgettable
Permanence of the mistress,
One day not seeing, such as every Sanqiu.
Dusk,
She is.
I saw her with a dressed
Of fog Qingshan,
The fragrance that a pair of red lips,
Then feel the charm of person benefits.
She quietly sat down,
Beside me
I have long hair to fondle Phi,
Passionate in her hand.
I listen to her words of complaint,
And she also knows how my gazing.
She used to broadcast a seed,
In my desolate heart,
Spent on the open and let the pen,
Results red fruit in the paper.
If so vulgar quiet footsteps into my den,
She is quick to avoid the rush.
  
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