现代中国 蓉子 Rong Zi  现代中国   (1928~?)
One poem at a time

Rong Zi
  Niaochichupu
  Rate increase is connected, has bat wings arc
  Form a perfect circle
  A green rundlet is a cover charge
  Red and black evening cloud ridicule Tun
  The umbrella of various colors is a tree with flowers
  And be able to walk ... ...
  Edged top day
  Bright sunlight and braved the rain
  Wore a simple transparent notes songs
  Itself from the appropriate small world
  An umbrella in hand, open and close freely
  Pole to stick together was, was spent for the pavilion open
  I am hidden in a quiet booth
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Rong Zi
  The wheel of life, such as hand-spinning wheel
  Spinning wheel at the end of the day
  There is no longer spin the wheel in this direction
  People will measure your pieces of cloth woven
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Rong Zi
  有一种低低的回响也成过往 仰瞻
  只有沉寒的星光 照亮天边
  有一朵青莲 在水之田
  在星月之下独自思吟。
  
  可观赏的是本体
  可传诵的是芬美 一朵青莲
  有一种月色的朦胧 有一种星沉荷池的古典
  越过这儿那儿的潮湿和泥泞而如此馨美。
  
  幽思辽阔 面纱面纱
  陌生而不能相望
  影中有形 水中有影
  一朵静观天宇而不事喧嚷的莲。
  
  紫色向晚 向夕阳的天窗
  
  尽管荷盖上承满水珠 但你从不哭泣
  仍旧有蓊郁的青翠 仍旧有妍婉的红焰
  从澹澹的寒波擎起。

Rong Zi
  Convergence does not know anything for night driving song from it,
  Morningstar when retired -
  Why do not you brisk pace tie bells?
  For my early wake-up from a deep sleep!
  North wind to go to my deep sleep,
  He'll use my life,
  I wish drank sweet morning.
  The morning of the space is wide and no block,
  Tight joy and pride as it steps drawer,
  I want to roll up their contempt baskets,
  Collection of the rainbow the earth!
  Ah! Why do not you brisk pace tie bells
  Till I wake up from sleep,
  Morning sweeps away the mountains have been.
  Meng remember you have a thousand kinds of beauty,
  Want a closer look at your accommodation,
  - At nearly afternoon
  Where then follow your sight!
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Rong Zi
  纵我心中有雨滴 夏却茂密 在雨中
  每一次雨后更清冷 枝条润泽而青翠
  夏就如此地伸茁枝叶 铺展藤蔓 垂下浓荫
  等待着花季来临 纵我心中有雨淌
  
  如此茂密的夏的翠技
  一天天迅快地伸长 我多么渴望晴朗
  但每一次雨打纱窗 我心发出予知的回响
  就感知青青的繁茂又添加
  
  心形的叶子阔如手掌
  须藤缱绻 百花垂庇 在我南窗
  啊,他们说:夏真该有光耀的晴朗
  我也曾如此渴望
  
  但我常有雨滴 在子夜 在心中
  那被踩响了的寂寞
  系一种纯净的雨的音响——
  哦、我的夏在雨中 丰美而凄凉!
生命
一朵青莲
晨的恋歌
夏,在雨中