Snow only
　　Around a cold
　　I came back from the woods
　　Could not bear to tread in the yard
　　Hesitate to uphold the myth and poetry
　　The bridge stood in silence
　　There seems to have the house lights
　　Falling slowly walk in song
　　Lamei staring down at the pot
　　Their slanting gaze
　　I heard the sound like the aroma of bloom
　　I heard the voice of open book
　　I dream of you to resolve
　　I came back from a foreign land
　　For you to confirm the temperature difference between dawn and dusk
　　If you still feel the cold you might as well put my
　　This year into the fireplace

　　Come with me, smile love roses
　　Clouds carved the magic, the magic fire is Huang Huang
　　According to your hair, eyes as you Liuhua
　　Open rose in love, love is warm clothing
　　Still, still gently thunder, declaring
　　A legend of the mountain, the myth of water mae
　　When warm day, with me, let us go by boat
　　Jiang mask a little smoke
　　Short wait a surging wall of spring
　　A footpath in the forest, a greenery of the single-plank bridge
　　Warm day, let us go, with Portland stone and Ficus pumila
　　Into the fog, into the cloud
　　In the soft sun, with me
　　Let us whisper Inquiry
　　Green the great, great mystery
　　Green the great, great mystery
　　How the wind blows?
　　Why do light wind you red satin Department
　　Long hair, the attitude to myth
　　Qunjiao embroidery stitch you lift?
　　Come with me, warm day, the water is Lin Mei, the mountain outside the forest
　　The mountains had no reason to be plank bridge sideways

　　I have four in the afternoon sitting here
　　No one came to play here - do not talk enough to sound the
　　(Lonely in -)
　　Pteris long grass under my pants to the shoulder of the
　　Why I do not to cover your
　　That gurgling sound of water removal is a difficult memory
　　I can only stop it written in the clouds on the
　　Twenty meters to the south, a laughing dandelion
　　Wind borne pollen blown into my hats on
　　I can give you what ah hats
　　Shadow of the prone position I can give you what ah
　　Compared the four afternoon four afternoon acoustic sound right foot
　　If they are more impatient girl
　　The dispute ended with no
　　- So, who can not come, I sleep soundly as long as a lunch
　　Which, no one can come to

　　When the wind blows
　　Porch bell ringing
　　Oriole Bird small screens from low-flying
　　If you follow the railing, and did not take, and did not bridge
　　Watch the western sky dusk clouds
　　When the wind blows, I will remember
　　When the wind blows, I look into your beautiful terror under a straw hat
　　Sun_set_ parked on your shoulder
　　Southern wind gnawing my lips
　　You are in my mind waves
　　We are side by side, watching the twilight from
　　Gently down each other's shoulders
　　Gently down

　　Journeyman, journeyman. In between my eyelids
　　Small stand outside the door, Yi Yi waves
　　Men in Black is cloud ah! Before the storm
　　I hung in the window off the rain scene
　　Remove the old plane trees
　　Remove your

　　Loneliness is an aging beast
　　Dan Leilei chaos lurking in my heart
　　There is a changeable pattern back
　　That is, I know, the protection of his race and color
　　His eyes are losing their leaves, often gaze
　　In case the line goes away, longing for
　　Roll back and forth and drift heaven
　　Bow meditation, so that wind and rain whipped at random
　　Of violence to abandon his fierce
　　His love of weathering
　　Loneliness is an aging beast
　　Dan Leilei chaos lurking in my heart
　　Thunderous moments, he slowly moved
　　Effortlessly into my wine glass, where appropriate,
　　And the pupil of the eye with his desire is
　　Interlinked and stare at an evening drinker
　　At this time, I know that he was sorry the
　　He should not rush to leave the familiar world
　　Among the wine into this cold, I lift the glass to my mouth
　　Chi-like to put him back to mind

　　就从此，山岳向东方推涌
　　一浪一浪蔷薇的潮
　　让我轻握你冰凉的小手
　　在雨地里，让我轻握你
　　蔷薇的，冰凉的小手
　　
　　去年的秋季尚残留在我鬓上
　　我们曾共有那温暖的流星河
　　袖上遗着你的指印
　　让我轻握你的手蔷薇
　　我是那寒夜的篝火
　　
　　啊月浅，啊灯深
　　哪一天你将踏霜寻我
　　（一路摘着宿命的红叶）
　　来我读诗的窗口？
　　你沿阶升上
　　踩乱我满院瘦瘦的花影
　　
　　我便是簧火
　　让青焰弹去你衣上的霜
　　在这炉边坐下
　　让我，让我轻握你冰凉的小手

——给二十世纪的中国诗人　　- To the twentieth-century Chinese poet
　　Frosted full of clothing, a solitary swan goose to fly over the cold
　　Ferries of the flute man standing - back east
　　Dream bang drums, waking a clock
　　Loss of candidates who ah Lee
　　Your blood comes from the neglected cemetery in the flood
　　Long-buried skeletons to snow tomorrow
　　Waste paper money in the tower before flying Canbei
　　Stitch pulling the ancient tomb of the fragrant flow out quiet
　　Flute in the face frosted fall ah
　　Qingming long past, who in the cemetery outside the name of colorful umbrellas?
　　It is surrounded by clouds, but after the late
　　September Polygonum grass on the bank open desolate and lonely
　　I still remember the afternoon heavy rain in the city of Chang'an
　　Ray pattern embedded in the incense business
　　Fragrance smoke curl rocketing
　　Silent spring grass green on the steps of your
　　After the rain stopped, the sleep is your ancient
　　You dream of a dragon, dream with the wind, you dream of a unicorn
　　Boundless Fall on, with the frosting to bad to worse
　　Back east, who lost in the weather ah
　　The music and thank the aesthetic locked two thousand Wu Yue
　　When the rain Yan Qu Ronin's return you
　　Ah you were pale flute
　　Aboriginal knowing about the Yangtze River flows east as ever
　　1962

　　I always hate to hear this gray hills
　　The initial drift is intentional, how to explain
　　How much everything is indifference? Bale Bale!
　　I dance for you rest in peace
　　Plants of the bleak and desolate New Moon
　　Foreign land late to the Daoyi hot pursuit of my figure
　　Mockery I abandoned sword. This arm
　　I have forgotten the old record it
　　Jiuhan when the blood-red
　　River in the evening twilight, such as flowers
　　I have you sit in the hot sun
　　One pair of endangered Netherlands Ling: That was before the North Tour
　　I was most sad summer stress
　　Is also a southern woman, delicate singing ah
　　Micro-needle and pain to the suture line
　　I sword scabbard
　　_Set_ Nameson gift of commitment ...
　　Surprisingly, Facets, Qilu dressed
　　Chant made me into competing Poetry 300
　　Delay in return of a scholar
　　Who would have thought I closed the Sword (Legend of the people
　　You are so remembered remembered
　　Died on the way), only seven-hole flute
　　I still dark in the Central Plains after the disillusionment narrative
　　In the early years, this is the sword horse bow
　　Rhetoric is more important than the curriculum debate
　　Since the Master in Chen Tsai
　　Zi sudden death, in Xiaru Wei
　　We are running on the princes of Qi Huang hospital to home
　　So I closed the sword, the hair bundle, chanting Poetry 300
　　As if one could articulate a scholar of the ... ...
　　Oh scholar, scholar gradually broken wrist deep in your
　　Tomb forest, then non-Xia non-Confucian
　　This sword of glaucoma or you and I will glory in the
　　Lonely autumn
　　You die of pregnant people, I'm sick of fishing Qiao
　　That man is tired of rowing
　　Have been arrogant, honest, I had
　　1969

　　他们说静止的中国花瓶
　　其实是不断展现着韵律的：
　　静止的中国花瓶是动。我相信。字
　　是可解的甚至当它们已经组成可说的文
　　（我们都在学习解说）。每个字
　　也都和静止的中国花瓶一样，是动的
　　或者说我们都在学习观察一片森林
　　你看到每棵树都在长大繁荣枯萎
　　而且互相支持着护卫着
　　为彼此的根茎下定义云云
　　叶的形状和颜色，果实的质理云云
　　我们相信每个字都是一棵树
　　然则 我们都是造化文章里
　　一些激动地等待注解的字
　　
　　1974

——声音的戏剧　　- Sound of Drama
　　The first break wind occasionally wind, take Mixed
　　Etc. hay man field to take road to vote
　　I am the wind, rolled Cangzhou
　　An evening of snow - just waiting for him
　　Sit down, facing the hoist meditation
　　I am the wind, as he lifted
　　A curtain of snow, quickly
　　A curtain of snow, quickly
　　Tenderness to teach his thoughts, sad
　　The man uphold Xianghuo
　　We uphold the fly
　　Tonight we are most anxious Cangzhou
　　Snow, beat the twilight of his
　　Bamboo window. Spy on a military offense:
　　Teach him to feel cold
　　Teach him to alcohol, the rise of
　　Contemplation of the gourd to see
　　This small brass brazier
　　Cornus tongue burning more
　　Tell retain, to that guy
　　Depression long sit. "Better than
　　Strong guards more ... ... King Hall "
　　Such as the cold fall weather - we are
　　We are the most impatient of snow tonight Cangzhou
　　Leopard head and eye for such a brave man
　　I heard: Yuemiao would also like to
　　Look monks to Buddhist monk's staff, Chijiu, sworn
　　A wrist knife did not kill Solutions
　　Lu Yu Hou. Such a hero
　　Tiger to be the hero maxillary Yan, Yaoxuan razor
　　Strayed into the Festival Hall. Twenty spinal rod
　　刺配 distance
　　Beat horse hay, literally playing
　　Heavily pressed to the wall to the loess
　　Cangzhou you are most concerned about snow tonight
　　Strange tongue that many dogwood, boxwood
　　Uphold kept burning
　　The brave man to retain a Xianghuo
　　When the silk curtains hanging window
　　Also difficult to teach youth the lady he recalls
　　Teach him the cold Dousuo
　　Wondering alcohol -
　　Five miles outside the marketplace that
　　Why do not you put something to eat?
　　1974

　　Now I'm the farthest from the line of sight
　　Imagination Island and the island temple bite
　　Break general, rapid recovery to
　　Fuer Listen, I hope to hear
　　Hush your interest but it seems not everything. Sea color
　　Quietly clarification. "It was not your eyes?"
　　Tide tempting
　　Slowly beat the stone coke tolerance, beach
　　Love song of regret as to the form of a cappella repertoire
　　Large palm leaves drifting across the street at the end of
　　Some people wake up, get up, the window
　　I also want to ask you to use the vast silence
　　"If you allow ─ ─" do not know where
　　It is the familiar sharp, I did
　　Little echo. Now I will view
　　Island and the island from the farthest
　　The temple can be imagined
　　1992

　　他们依旧劳累，时间的精灵
　　他们在流坠的大火星四周跳跃，冲刺
　　并且细声歌唱回想过去交叠的岁月
　　当风雨以绝对的高速猛推我的背
　　一枝蝴蝶兰也跟着雕萎──无妄之紫
　　溃散在暗晦的一角，温柔，寂寞，凄美
　　暑气直接向正南方退却，一天
　　比一天稀薄，如午夜壁炉里的余烬
　　在我孤独的注视下无声息化成灰
　　如悄然老去的心情悬挂在垒垒瓜棚上
　　涵涌的秋意，仿佛听到谁的
　　吶喊超越我冷淡淡的血，划过
　　大海里一条永远不再的南回归
　　
　　其实他们始终都在嬉戏，时间的精灵
　　穿凿更漏的刻度和子午线
　　升高为初雪，落下
　　遂笼罩在无穷延伸的针叶林梢
　　俯视人间依稀还有些宽恕，午夜开始
　　将电子表拨慢一小时表示妥协
　　
　　我愿意相信虚实互击可以将逝者
　　唤回──如斯乎流水请听我说：
　　雷从春天那一边隆隆洊至，于是
　　请听我说，我蜷伏在宇宙的阴影下思索这一切
　　假如他们愿意分头寻找将发现那无所不在的
　　忧郁
　　只是雨林里暴戾的苔
　　
　　1992