Silent wash rice cooking, Then cabbage across the board, and Life on the mountain, Is so drastic and no smell, Crude tea and light meals. Day is silent, So rhetoric is clumsy, and Mountain is empty So etiquette also negligence. Cold weather, cold mountains, The window early in the morning, Snow, good. To the evening, the evening sun strong cover, Anyway. Only during the night and wet, The total lack of a bouquet of spring grasses No audio or a long time, Floating visiting old friends. After the honor away from the gains and losses, Mountain falling into the common people, No action in Kenzaburo Oe, Or the Empress Dowager Cixi, However, often with an indifferent mood is still concerned about, ─ ─ distant island Maple Leaf has still drunk? Sake has still warm? No pride still exist? Whether still in style? 据说所有的缺憾都来自完美的追求。
就像那天清晨的阳光，疏疏落落
透过浓密的竹林和杉木，
倾情的洒在长满清苔的山岩，
彷佛有一些去夜的露水，隐隐约约
依恋著残余的叮咛与气息，
你一脚高一脚低踩在童年路的追忆里，
忽然，一阵山雾就莫名其妙的涌来了，
你忘情的转过头来，
好像要对谁说，
好像就只有谁才会明白你要说的──
那一些美！
可是谁也不在，
因为能要到的往往不想要，
想要到的往往不能要，
那一些憾！
就像满山的大树，
遍地的铜铃花，
在阴凉谲秘的山风里，
传来一阵一阵的蛙鸣，
你忘形的停下步来，
彷佛要对谁说──「听！」
好像全世界所有的秘密，
都应该两个人来分享。
所以缺憾就是局部的完美。
犹似完整人生内的不完整，
犹似那夜品茗完了春茶，
长夜无寐後，彷佛有一种声音，
不断的回旋与询问：
为什麽你跟我都不属古代的中国？
为什麽我们标流得如此之远？
为什麽生命的涡漩是如此的巧妙？
离开了的终要回来，
离别了的终要重逢，
迟早都会有一些话，
留下了残缺之美的证据，
像诗般的缠绵，
小说般的魔幻。 Our house in the spring, Drinking tea, listening to the qin, And looking at the outside of the water and falling, Spring has come, We began talking about life, And all sorts of confusion, For example, the eternal, love, and reincarnation and the like, Quietly fell from a cuckoo, And in a small vortex in the spin, Bright red petals began to potential invasion Hun like a glistening wet sleeves; We are still stubbornly recalled the feeling of each other ─ ─ "Mood this morning as the new brew a pot of tea Not strong nor short. " "We both torrential downpour in the next life Occasional rain in the roof and met And, had fallen in love. " In the time of delivery in Tiao, Even in such a short spring, We are exploring each other's similarities and differences, And a dispute with some meaningless confusion of life, For example, the eternal, love, and reincarnation and the like, But we also know that faint, No what is now the events and characters, To replace those who had previously carved bone, Lou had the heart ─ ─ You never think of Remembrance with you, I always think of my recall. We all know that In any case touching now Instantly into the past the fingertips. No matter how life noise anger In the middle of the night the loneliest moment The only companion beside remains a lonely you All tears were the tears of the trigger, Sigh sigh all are back to weigh their own. We are helpless as the spring of Petals, Drift in the time of the rivers, We know what to do in a little whirlpool, Catastrophe aside, we have wandering, Fortunately, the residual after the robbery and the hindquarters, We will cling to each other, pity, Feeling of time flowing quietly, We seem to feel ─ ─ Life and death, Love and hate, Together with the left, They seem to adhere to the law over and over again, So in the spring night, We especially cherish ─ ─ Short life, Short love There are short-term cooperation! Twilight like a soft purple satin, Like a pack of our owned up like a flower bud, There is a warm and filled with the end in our language, As we recall, A season or a town And the end of the trigger events; We know ─ ─ Spring house, Guqin spring, Spring, azaleas, Will never fade away, As we look to soul, Yela autumn, Yousi death New leaves in spring, Yousi reincarnation, Gone is our stubborn identity And the stubborn love life. Pattering of the water, Bit of time, Fingertips, Instant read between the Between frustration and perseverance, Only the silent room, Magic of the Guqin, Dark soul of the cuckoo, Adhere to the fingertips of the simple, And loneliness. Along the stone steps in the past, In addition to a touch of startling Taihen, Is a pool of water-soaked beach sparse, The shape of water damage, Is impressively printed out one hand like maple ─ ─ Seems indelible, Will never disappear, Experience Chuanghen, In any case masking dark green moss in winter, Inevitably intentionally or unintentionally, Declared to the world the message of a non-scratch ─ ─ The red was too fiery life ah! To be permanently branded with the fiery memories. But why can sure each meeting, Is met after the departure? Why after departure can not be sure, Is to meet together again? Why all be attributed to a _set_ number? Is obviously a painful love, Have to struggle? Obviously happy protection Have to escape? Why wait until this time only the vicissitudes of love a man? Why wait until the hair before going to pity him? Why wait until the best poetry before reading it? Why is love, Must have two identities One kind of birthright? "It is with gratitude and look forward to full-empty, To give you light and warmth, I personally Cun Liang, Reserved for you, far away to Ben, How contradictory and difficult, You must have been deliberating ─ ─ To come or not come, To see or not see. Although how I treasure every moment of the past, How to look forward to every moment of the future, But now embarrassed of you, But unrest in the struggle How to go back on a promise. " "Why do you deep sigh Always has a long bitterness? Why are you hesitant look, Total dreamy eyes with her daughter? Why is there love, Must not occur in the two cities? Never defeated country's era, And With Guchenniezai grudge? Why do you wait for my long straight vicissitudes, I like to wait for the best poet, It chose me? " However, in numerous universities cold evening, Go out into the deserted a good gesture! Is actually still do not know the night is the night, Is still constantly afraid of loneliness lonely ─ ─ Grief in solitude, And even refusal alone! Everywhere you look around a loss, Montreal is a noisy fluttering leaves, Is no one around, The left circle to your right arm, So the wind rustled the ring, XiXi of rain in the next, You Juju Dishou the line, Nobody pay attention to you, No one respect you, No one knows you, You are a myriad of falling maple leaves, Blood stains sweet, Chinese mind while you are pain, Living in the next, While the number of all attributed to the fall of life, If this is the dirge of the middle-aged, The Chinese sunny spring day, Always waiting for the next generation of young people. As everyone has been, once fresh, green too, And wait in the branches toward the sky, But this time India is maple, "Is a lonely, Always alone. " You Kuiran Ertan, Then hands tighten the skirt, Disappeared in the panic of the night, rain, and wind. Guihai the winter, more than even in the West "gun show" in the Lancet bought a pair of ancient knives, rejoicing like crazy, put it down ; Liulayixiang for many years, this knife with me, hit it off, quite old friends reunite, doubted Hush meaning, is more than covered Although the "gun show" regulars, then given this knife can be met without resort is also real. Lek cold night rain, solitary ask knives, then get this Poetry. Tonight us how to back each other's life experience? I have a thousand words longitudinal phase exercise You made no films to right, Solitary under Moran take off clothes to show your naked, The blade of the waves, And the lack of irreparable collapse, Development was a silent Rouran China One can not enter the history of anecdotes, National affairs, Arena scores, All do not words into the. What, then meet us at the end Start from this life, Yishiwangshi? I look Hengdao, Lengran curved willow Yousi Deep Forbidden day Organisation of crescent, Thin mottled handle, As the day broke the eve of the city, Nie arm scalloped heart League: "Since the king of the men, Sijun such as Sun Moon; Sun and the moon, such as water, Has no finite time. " Years Past, and easy re-season, Even meet, not met, Tirelessly phase can not appeal, Eqing year in the life and death, Mutual friend in need of support, How to rivers and lakes in the Dao Guang-ying, Become a devotion to his past. Also the most sad ─ ─ After you leave the meet, Can only be called on sigh, not relative to ask, Not then Shengsixiangxu, Residual life can only, Dust then to make you repay the abandonment. 不必追问为何降临，期盼已久的彼此
原是一种默契。一夜之间
细雪无声裸裎以雪白肌肤
另有一番无人诉说的恣意；
雪继续落著
心事未敢透明，雪线下降
想起艾青，以及《雪落在中国的土地上》
松花江畔的松嫩平原
原是蒙古哲里木盟游牧地
江边两岸──
有一簇簇冰花凝结在松叶柳枝
长堤十里晶莹透亮
遥远的东北家乡非常寒冷
没有星光的晚上
诗句非常寂寞，无力。
从一趟伤心之旅回来
积雪盈踝
手足情深在松下留影
如一张锋利刀片阳光凌厉掠过
薄薄有一丝隐痛
去夜新雪轻轻飘落
一如他平日温柔语气
惟恐惊动黑夜
带来黎明；
翌日捧读谷崎掩卷无语
雪子婚姻当真雨雪霏霏般懊恼吗？
然而那夜相聚犹胜小别
夫人捋袖研磨墨砚
夫君拈毫勾勒枝干
再著她补上树影婆娑
有限时光捕捉无限幸福
生命原是一幅画沉默完成！
醒来卷帘望去
好一趟细雪茫茫
收拾心情继续赶路
从一个城市到下一个城市
像一叶颤抖的芦苇，雪霁後，在风中。 1
如果我是开水
你是茶叶
那么你的香郁
必须倚赖我的无味。
2
让你的干枯柔柔的
在我里面展开，舒散；
让我的浸润
舒展你的容颜。
3
我们必须热，甚至沸
彼此才能相溶。
4
我们必须隐藏
在水里相觑，相缠
一盏茶功夫
我俩才决定成一种颜色。
5
无论你怎样浮沉
把持不定
你终将缓缓的
(噢，轻轻的）
落下，攒聚
在我最深处。
6
那时候
你最苦的一滴泪
将是我最甘美的
一口茶。 If we get together only a short day So I would like to tell a long life Heavy morning dew In addition to birds and the sun You should wake fragrant black coffee pot Then the round glass table The face of a clump of lilac and shy daisy out of the window Yu spent childhood Youth unrest But between the arm Bottom of the cup of coffee Shen Temple Bar As the prime of life Fen Lie Read the news leak as Morning Moving soul of the event Only occasionally brought back the amazing yellow Middle-aged lingering Tears of Blood Only torrential afternoon showers One spilled out of hand a little while fueling the momentum Really, what life nakan Day that sent long Long hot summer Suddenly the cool early autumn Cool and hot A change of a startling Night to the Dream Wake tears Faintly in the secret Cunliang Only life-long dream To off_set_ future pull off the world alone How easy it is to say a word, How easy it is moved to a term Even at midnight crying and regret, Can be rushed out of the house early in the morning The face of early spring snow dissolved, Nose bridge the world of cold ---- Gu Is a word for the situation, Ready to fight every one of the words ---- Chance to search for that moment, Numerous flowers in full bloom, Turbulent river rapid folding, Startling reflection of the mountains, Hand grips, To the amount of contact, eyes moving soul of the meet, After paying to take the liberty of life Long and helpless, Wang Ran and anxiety, Life, only once, The word love, it only write one? Yine only once? One dead, only once, It can only be a duplication of poetry? Can only repeated a kind of theme? The pride of life can be carelessness, Love life is solitary note of threw, So whatever happens, or recalled Moving or crying, Numerous at the time Wang Ran, Higher status and has only one. 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. That is how gorgeous moment of brilliant ─ ─ Never remembrance began Eliminate all phase, Li Zhu Yuan, see all homes No students live off until Free choice and often self-Jing; That is how the investment house fire Ci Beixi moths ─ ─ Evaporation in the burning gold combines with the mercury How perfect harmony lifetimes ah! Love life for all eternity To such a body is always put into bronze Bodhisattva Gilt Gilt years; This is the Ming Yongle seated Maitreya V. Ye Gaoguan wearing, body jewelry necklace Treasures Hand carry-over round of the French and Indian Results Jiafu ro_set_te feet Flowers were two devoted married couple on the edge of the shoulder and Chung left shoulder holding a nectar flower vase This is the ancient name of the degree of Brahman wins This year promises ─ ─ Buddha Buddha-bit future commitments will be All sentient beings at the level at Longhua! But the ten disciples to the monastery to ask Ken resigned after illness Tusita days of the Buddha is not Kanren Yi yond Because in life by the mind It is hard to past, future, or present Gilt Maitreya wears a solemn There is a smile, compassion tolerance. Smiling Buddha continue to infect other Since the five semi-sit cross-legged just riding to the Monju Feet on the left, the right foot curled back plate Lion The Miaode auspicious must be thinking And alone on one of the Offerings, Eloquent verbal exchanges ─ ─ There is love from the crazy, then I'm sick of Health There erotic body, but also to the wind water and fire magic together, How Buddha was sick sea with all beings suffering No climbing and Hui-line convenience Will depend on the ten steps outside the Sword in his right hand, left hand end Sambo India Results Jiafu seat on the lotus Manjusri! Lotus stems from wearing arm wrist with shoulder-length straight winds And together with the international body is another blooming lotus What a magnificent and majestic gilt Buddha Half-naked in a belt she hung from the shoulders of elegant, Ming dynasty Yongle Waist is very valuables You to drink Earl Grey Several suspected white hair early Afternoon tea is best for this Rose Garden White pavilion, the soul mate who's a fan Silver tea and ginger biscuits After ─ ─ plump cheese dip Everything is a little cup storm Subtle humor jokes Exclaimed the occasional few times Still one-third of the former Victoria; There is a haughty elegance With a small silver spoons round dance Phyllostachys cups lightly sounded Another impression of bias Insisted to be visual to meet Tactile and taste buds close phase Before choosing which type of praise This ritual practices can be traced back the sixteenth century Charles II of Portugal after the Princesses Palace confused moment for the tea Colombo firmly heading! Two hundred years later, Charles Gray mixed rub The so-called Earl Grey Tea Gray is not the grays Nor Gray portrait To worry about for the youthful looks He is the Prime Minister of Great Britain The letter of the reform party His anxiety, in addition to the right to vote outside the middle class Is nothing more than early afternoon For his particular cup of brewed Earl Grey it. I remember when I cast my you practice, I beat my fist knock me My black body Burning fiery red, I Hong Hong's an aspiration breast But in your last spoonful of topping the well water, With the Dousou Lingtai Become clear, sharp, Wear you ask me I turn my In the spring night in March, I finally flick quietly in your hands Into a soft-edged sword has just also. I know that is not your first cast handle, I Chi Wang was cast I was the last of the knife, From your gentle of hands around the mean, the I started a two-edged steel sword history A tempered feelings Today, I hide in the dark scabbard, Why from the Office - My history is only one, Thousand of your feelings there. But every dark rainy night, such as Have a kind of loneliness in the heart spontaneously grow, Makes me uneasy impatience The Fanyueyinxiao; Therefore, a sword, the Wife, Xia Qi can not cultured, Not the arena will be able to forget themselves, and There is a desire Can not jianjue prohibited, Guests can not end clothing, There is a mystery, Questioning struggling in the wind - Why did you make me care I? Why to your flesh and blood short, Spring steel refining my feelings? Why the urge to you decades of cold and heat, I abandoned countless thousands of helpless people BES access? If not in the evening Hezhou Step can still hear the sound of rustled Cong out of wood from the tuberose They rush around the food bill down Posture crushing trivial High alert as the woman in the small Side of the whispering Deft side Turn me back around the cage. Because the dogs waited for opportunities to One is in an abnormal Puchi hastily runaway; Chance encounter at the moment is often rapid Often see dark red purple head Gray brown back of the body, such as wearing a dark robe Dan Even faint Garcinia abdomen. Because they are often paired The chapter then began to think of Guansui But the South is very short spring Ladies have long been enemies; Watched them fly away after Certainly do not come back I turn back the house brew a pot of tea Remove the partridges from the cupboard a small light spot, The mixing in aroma Song Doo tea leisurely thought And white foam floating in the bowl under the That a few looming journey. Note: The Partridge spot light for the construction of tea black glaze kiln, because the bowl inside and outside the piebald color such as partridge, hence the name of the. Tao Gu "Clear differences recorded" load: "central Fujian-made tea winecup, partridge pattern spots and try to tea Jiazhen of." 1995 The end of the Harvard University Art museums around the Jin and Tang pottery glaze sauce until the Song and Ming Fan Bai black species, after the income Robert Mowry, Hare? S Fur, Tortoiseshell and Partridge Feathers (Harva rd University Art Museums, 1996) a book. 我决定以酒和花与你饯行。
可是——
酒，你让我孤独的饮；
花，你却让它恁自飘零。
举目望去，
篱笆外开满了一排凄怆雪白的栀子花，
苍白的脸庞啊！
令人心伤心醉。
如今我每一首新成的诗，
再也没有诵解给你的福份了。
生命势必如此，
无数事前的感动，
如何能抵消无数事后的悔恨？
人生自是如此，
真相永远依稀！
我弯身左手揽枝，
右手出刀顺势割去，
锋利的刀刃，
如月升月降，潮涌潮落，
满手尽是断肠的花。
我把花交你，
你无言以对，
就这般离去，
并且一直没有转过头来，
我看着你流逝的身影，
接受你留交给我所谓冷然的真实。
我彷佛闻到栀子花在夏夜浓洌的香气，
可是我手上缺短沽酒的钱，
我值钱的兵器都典当尽了，
就只賸了我骄傲的诗，
落泊的我，四处流荡，
到处兜售，以求忘忧之资。 |
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