Helen
　　The first drop of rain drowned the summer,
　　The words of the birth of stars who have all been soaked
　　All those words you as the only object.
　　Where also stretch our hands, since the climate is no longer
　　To our attention?
　　We also looked at where the eyes, since dark clouds have covered
　　The distant horizon?
　　Since you have not read our landscape with eyes closed
　　And - as if the fog had drenched us -
　　We were abandoned, completely abandoned, for you it's dead
　　Images of the siege?
　　We forehead attached to the glass, watch out the new Murder
　　As long as you are still, death can not be thrown to the ground of our
　　Elsewhere as long as there is wind in the full appreciation of your
　　From the side of your screen, like we expect from afar
　　When your coat
　　As long as there is a chlorogenic elsewhere across your laughter
　　Around the sun
　　Quietly told us to meet again with the sun
　　No, we are not faced death
　　But the smallest raindrops fall
　　A vague feeling
　　In the more distant apart that we continue to grow in the soul
　　Wet atmosphere.
　　And if your hand is not held in our hands
　　If we are not in the blood vessel in your dream
　　Flow,
　　The bright blue sky in the clean
　　And our bodies have never seen the music
　　Remains to us the sad and the world tied tight Traveler
　　It damp wind, fall time, separation,
　　Qiao Xu and Shen, Department of the elbow is blowing Wei trouble С? BR>
　　It started in the night, cut the light when we wake up from
　　Square windows in the face of sorrow behind
　　Reveal nothing
　　Because it has become invisible music, fireplace
　　Flame,
　　Giant clock ticking on the wall
　　Because it has become
　　A poem, line by line to be co-produced and the rain,
　　Tears and speech -
　　It is not like any other but only as these also have the sole purpose of
　　Words: you.
　　Ye Li, light translation
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　　I do not know the night
　　I do not know the night, the terrible death of anonymous
　　A fleet of stars in the depths of my soul under the anchor
　　So Venus, guard ah, you can shine
　　In the dream I was a happy breeze on the island near
　　Announced the arrival of dawn, from its high cliff rocks
　　And my eyes hold you drive ahead of you
　　With the sincere heart of the stars: I do not know a god.
　　I do not know that deny the name of my world
　　I clearly read the shells, grass, stars
　　I am a big way in the sky against useless
　　With tears in unless it was my dream and stare
　　When I cross the ocean of immortality when, oh, Venus,
　　That night is only night, and now I no longer recognize each other.
　　Ye Li, light translation
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　　A little analogy - but as for the Gikas
　　The time is so long
　　Such as waves lapping polishing a pebble to
　　Or the cold of the dawn sky to show
　　The appearance of a purple figs
　　There is also
　　Deep frozen in time
　　Desolate island in the black south wind whipped the place to be
　　There have so long: so intangible prosperity!
　　However, we build and nurture it
　　But we are talking about it day and night
　　And often, when he looked at the mother as the sacred land
　　Stand up
　　Leprosy in from the mainland
　　We are dedicated to him as if in a dream again
　　Stone, clay dew, or the kingdom of heaven
　　Ah man from the mud
　　To see where the night leads to labor pain
　　Cyanine, cinnabar, red soil and porphyry
　　Turn your thoughts as sharp as the line of sight
　　It gracefully across the battle of heaven
　　And said that those of us who clumsy
　　Just follow the path you
　　Flock of wild bees and whine to be left behind.
　　Ye Li, light translation
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　　The commencement of Repentance
　　All the pine trees are pointing to midnight
　　All the fingers
　　Are toward the silence
　　In the dream outside the open window
　　Slowly, slowly
　　The commencement of Repentance
　　And, like the pure color, off to the stars!
　　Ye Li, light translation
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　　Serenade (seven)
　　1
　　Dream come one after another
　　Jasmine's birthday,
　　One by one in the night
　　Sleep in the white swan
　　Fan Ye breeding cool
　　As the vast sky
　　Stars shine feel
　　2
　　Transfer resulted in the silence of the stars along
　　After a song break silence
　　Love,
　　Attractive exotic siren song.
　　This left the shadow of death
　　And rupture of confidence
　　And no rescue of dizziness ─ there.
　　3
　　Cypress point all night
　　All the fingers
　　Is to silence
　　Dream open the window
　　Slowly, slowly
　　Expand confession
　　As purity of the Yen, from the stars!
　　4
　　One shoulder completely bare
　　Like the truth
　　Exact pay
　　Marginal in the night
　　Flash alone
　　I miss the secret
　　Under the Crescent Moon
　　5
　　Memory of the night was changed undefended broken
　　Dark blue
　　Red
　　Yellow
　　With open arms full of sleep
　　Open space filled with hair hair
　　Eyes filled with silence.
　　6
　　Unfathomable night, unlimited bitter
　　Insomnia eyelashes
　　Prior to burning pain in the cry
　　Imbalance in the measure to go by before
　　Lurking in the dead point
　　When thinking of the design is useless destruction of twists and turns
　　When the fate of the apron
　　7
　　Dream in the night of the eyebrows crown
　　When the shadow of the illusion of separation
　　Surface
　　The pain of listening to ear measure
　　Accidentally crash
　　There is an idea, playing the horn at night
　　The devaluation depression
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　　Mad pomegranate tree
　　In these whitewashed garden, when the south wind
　　Quietly brushed a vaulted corridor, tell me, is that crazy pomegranate tree
　　Jump in the sun, playing in the wind and the whisper in the
　　Scattered her fruit of their laughter? Tell me,
　　When early in the morning with a win victories in the air showing her colorful,
　　Is that crazy new pomegranate tree with branches and leaves in the jumping?
　　When the girls naked on the grass wake up
　　Hand-picked green with white clover,
　　Wandering on the edge of the dream, tell me, is that crazy pomegranate tree
　　Surprise to find them reflected in the new basket of light on
　　So that their names echoed in the song of a bird, tell me,
　　Is that mad pomegranate tree and a cloudy sky in the contest?
　　When the day is with the seven color feathers to dress up envy,
　　Supported by thousands of dazzling prism surrounded the immortal sun,
　　Tell me, is that mad pomegranate tree
　　Seized a whip by a hundred bamboo cane and the tail bristles horse bolted,
　　It is not sad, do not complain; tell me, is that crazy pomegranate tree
　　Cried loudly in the hope of new life is Zhanlu?
　　Tell me, is that crazy all the way to welcome our pomegranate tree,
　　Throw the coals like leafy handkerchief
　　When the sea is necessary for the up thousands of times, back to the rare coastal tide
　　Put thousands of ships only to tell me
　　Pomegranate tree is that crazy
　　Hanging in the air so transparent sails creak to ring?
　　Green grapes hanging high, glowing triumphantly,
　　Carnival was full of the danger of falling, tell me,
　　Is that crazy pomegranate tree in the middle of the world shattered by bright
　　Sinister devil climate, it takes a day to the collar around the orange extension,
　　Embroidered collar that the dawn song, tell me,
　　Is that crazy pomegranate trees quickly opened the day's Choushan?
　　Early spring in April and August skirt in the middle of the cicada,
　　Tell me, that she danced, she was furious, enticing her,
　　That the expulsion of all malicious black, evil shadow of the man child,
　　The birds poured into confusing people on the sun chest child,
　　Tell me, in the arms of all things, in our deepest dreams,
　　Wings, she is that crazy pomegranate tree?
　　(Yuan Kejia translation)
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　　Summer body
　　Since the last time on the ants and lizards
　　Has been a long time to hear the rain
　　Now the sun do not never burn
　　Fruit of their lips painted red
　　Slowly open the pores of land
　　For the gurgling sound of whispers and the language of the waterside
　　A tree, staring at the sun's eyes.
　　Who is on the beach in the far outstretched limbs
　　Sprawled, olive leaf tobacco smoking
　　Crickets ears sounded a warning
　　Ants hurry to run on his chest
　　Long lizard in his armpits Happy grass,
　　Listen to that little siren singing:
　　"Ah, summer naked body,
　　Sunburn is the burning of oil and salt, dissolving,
　　Rock-like body, soul vibration
　　Yang Yang Liu's hair before the backswing
　　Hairy belly exudes salty
　　Filled with small stars and pine needles
　　Deep body, day of the container! "
　　Under a light rain, stinging hail,
　　Extend to the coast by wind whipping management claws,
　　Turbulent bore flock to the ocean depths
　　Mountains leap into the thick clouds of the breast
　　But in all this easy to smile in front of you
　　Once again found time for you forever
　　As you shine in the sun, the beach again
　　Naked in the vitality of the sky with a smile.
　　(Yuan Kejia translation)
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　　Fragment
　　Time is the shadow of passing birds.
　　Its image in my eyes wide open.
　　Butterflies green leaves around the well-being
　　Doing a great adventure.
　　At this time the innocent
　　Throw away the last is a lie.
　　The sweet life, sweet
　　Adventure.
　　Earth penetration pain
　　A lie from the room quickly spit it out.
　　Disturbed by noise and
　　The lighter of the night
　　Changes in the shape of us
　　Implications of the new shining light of silence
　　We found that our head in the pillow placed between the main arms.
　　(Yuan Huaqing translation)
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　　Anniversary
　　I will bring my life so far
　　This is always near the sun
　　Struggling to place
　　Young people in rock
　　Standing chest on the chest to the wind
　　There are people leaving
　　He is just one person only
　　He calculated his cool green day time
　　Calculated by the waves and the illusion of his hearing
　　Measured by the wings of his remorse and depressed
　　Oh, life
　　An adult child's life
　　Always beside the sea
　　His breath when the sun Education
　　Disappeared in the shadow areas gull
　　I will bring my life so far
　　The addition of white, black total
　　A few trees and a few
　　Wet pebbles
　　Gentle rubbing with the fingers of forehead
　　The realization of whom cried all night
　　And now no longer exists on the forehead
　　And no one in the
　　I hope to hear the footsteps of a free
　　A sound will stop the rise
　　Those stern, swaying in the terminal, engraved says
　　In their horizon, and the name of a more dark blue
　　Just a few years, several tidal
　　Rowing sensitive
　　Love in the bay around
　　I will bring my life so far
　　And the sun mixed with them to close a thousand world
　　Let him remind him of the sun in the other
　　Closer to the bright blood
　　There are a smile and damages for the flame -
　　But here in this landscape of ignorance and confusion
　　The ocean in a ruthless
　　Successful in the dissemination of
　　Feathers fly
　　And has been attached to the timing of land
　　Acute hard that the land under the heel
　　That easily disoriented
　　If an extinct volcano in the land
　　I will bring my life so far
　　Loyal to the liquid to a stone Yahata
　　The other side of the Islands
　　Less than Haitao
　　On the front of the anchor
　　- When a vessel through, with warm explosion
　　New obstacles to a victory over it
　　And hope, with all its insurance products
　　Harvest the sun in the human heart, which come lightly -
　　Doubt those who pull the net
　　A salt sculpture
　　Then carefully engraved
　　The ordinary white
　　It then turned to the sea of empty eye socket
　　Supports unlimited.
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　Marina reef
　　The taste of your lips the storm - but where you have
　　Sea and rocks all day and roam the cold fantasy?
　　A burst of wind hit the hill blew naked Eagle
　　Desire to make your naked
　　Pupil in your eyes the strange women to seize the information spit fire
　　The memory foam off the lace
　　September childhood where the familiar to the ramp
　　Where you land in the red frolic
　　You watch the other girls who had it the next dense place deep
　　Leave your friends in a few hold the corner of Rosemary
　　But where you are roaming through the night
　　Rock and sea water with the cold that fantasy?
　　I told you to sit to enjoy the dawn of all things
　　Or once again roaming the fields in yellow
　　Chest Pei Guangming clover, ah, poetry stopped her!
　　The taste of your lips a storm
　　There is one bright red clothes, such as blood
　　Immersed in the gold and the hyacinth fragrant summer edification
　　But Where did you wander
　　Toward the coast, the Gulf 向那 covered with pebbles?
　　Aral Sea, where you find the cool dishes
　　But more is a deep human emotions bleeding
　　You are frightened to open his arms, shouting its name to
　　Then gently into the sea in quiet environment
　　There shone your own starfish
　　Listen, ah, the cautious language of the elderly
　　And time is one rough hand carved
　　It can stand on top of the sun, like a beast of hope
　　As for you, but tight hold tight to those kind of love
　　Lips still felt anxious storm
　　You do not expect another summer, such as sea water through time as the blue
　　That the river flow will reverse their
　　To bring you back to their hometown
　　Think you can kiss the other cherry trees again
　　Or to ride a horse that northwest wind
　　Is fixed on the rocks, not yesterday or tomorrow
　　Storm wearing turbans, standing on the edge of the rock
　　You must say to you that riddle
　　"Goodbye"
　　The era of sky-blue memories
　　Olive groves and vineyards far to the beach
　　Red fishing boat farther in the memories
　　August, the shell is golden cricket nap
　　Mussel shells and seaweed lying on its Shen Pan
　　New office immersed in the green hull in calm water
　　"God will arrange" message still vaguely visible
　　After years of the same as the stone
　　I remember those young people, those sailors
　　When they _set_ off on their mind mapping
　　Painted color fan, singing the ends of the earth
　　They stabbed the north wind chest claws
　　I'm looking for something, ah, when you come toward me
　　Wearing a glow, lookin ancient water
　　Whole body is the heat of the sun - what I was looking for
　　That in the vast deep sea dreaming
　　While the breeze rippled the nameless feelings of depression
　　Engraved in my mind marks the sea
　　Head in the sand I mean, I finger grip rope
　　Of sand in my eyes, I had the fist
　　This is a painful ah -
　　I remember it was April, is the first time
　　I assure you that explore the human body
　　Your mortal body of flesh and blood that
　　As part of our first day on earth
　　That is amaryllis holiday, but you suffered affliction
　　I remember that bit my lip, deep blood
　　Time stamp that forever branded with the skin also has a deep nail marks
　　Then I left you
　　Howling wind blowing while those white house
　　It just painted white in the sky Yuntao
　　The sky had to smile to all things high in the sky
　　Now I want to leave a can of eternal life in the water around
　　As a model, a symbol of nature's storm
　　And your pair of hands to the suffering of love
　　And that you correspond with the Aegean Sea shells
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　The Melancholy of Aegean
　　Kingfisher in the afternoon, the soul, how harmonious!
　　In the distant roar of the coast in how calm!
　　Dense thicket of trees cuckoo
　　Mystery dinner hour fishermen
　　That the sea played accordion
　　Desire for a woman feeling distant
　　That woman ah bust
　　When the memory into the lair
　　Lilac sun_set_ with eyes of fire will be poured over!
　　Our Lady of the sail drive Clippers leaf
　　They go to sea, those lilies of admirers
　　But linger a foreign land, with winds of hope
　　See how the night but here in the sleepy murmur spilled
　　On the beach seems to be vast white crystal neck
　　Flowing hair that gurgled Debate
　　See young girls dream of dampening the dust
　　Perilla to congratulate the edification Spearmint
　　How is the spread and overflowing in the sky
　　Revenge by Orion that support!
　　In the three crossroads, standing some ancient witch
　　Dried thyme with fire lookout
　　There are several slender figure swaying in the light to
　　Who each hold a sealed canister of pure water
　　Peacefully, as if into the park ... ...
　　Everywhere from the crickets that were breaking the sound of prayer
　　People wearing moon looming U.S.
　　Midnight came to the threshing floor Manwu Pina loving
　　Ah, a pool of shimmering water as a mirror
　　Miracles in the depths of the drift
　　Ah, seven small white lilies in the blink!
　　When Orion's sword back
　　It found that poverty, food lamp
　　But the soul is a star on the hot embers
　　It found that extend into the giant pair of hands
　　However, the seaweed is desolate, the smallest of the youngest son of the beach
　　The days are green stones ... ...
　　Ah, green gem -
　　This is the storm forecasters see you
　　Born in the day to prevent the light
　　The birth of the universe bright eyes, ah!
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　The shape of Vital Tia
　　Here, the desolate look of stone and cactus disappeared
　　Here, the pace of time in the sea echo
　　This huge clouds of gold to start their flag
　　Decorated with stripes of color in the sky in
　　Tell me what the source of eternal spewing from
　　Tell me what kind of symptoms you are most concerned about
　　Tell me what is the fate of the poor tapeworm
　　To wind the light of the Vital Tia land ah!
　　In that rises like smoke, such as the palace of St. below
　　Bare hands to how the band played
　　Where is that old songbird has
　　People fear the noise and wake-up door
　　When the sun like a triumphant entry
　　When the spear of destiny on the peristalsis in the heart
　　Kill each other when the passion fire
　　March immortality libation
　　The wet grass and how the window bars in Greece
　　Forehead and elbows have been injured
　　Time due to too much sun and become crimson
　　People have been struggling to move forward
　　Full of sadness and longing
　　Shape ah wicked! As the summer wind storm
　　And appears to the shape of the noble
　　When the storm has left traces of fire, eyes like golden
　　And the falcon's body in the mountains of
　　Fate in the palm of your hand inside the lines
　　You can stand up to anything, what you can wear
　　Dressed in grass music, how would you
　　Marching through the heather or sage
　　The whereabouts of the arrow towards the end
　　Tia's on clay in the Vital
　　In the dreary march of rock
　　You will light the torch of gold
　　You will eradicate the memory of the abundance of evil twist
　　Wild mint you will leave a bitter soul
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　"Shiny day ... ..."
　　Shiny day, sound of the conch
　　It makes me naked cry of the two sides welcomed the
　　Every Sunday of my life through sound the conch
　　The first met you enjoy the wind blowing it
　　Expand a delicate green grass
　　Where the sun can roll his head
　　The kiss will be able to use it to light up poppy
　　Poppy, ah, people care to be so by the United States
　　Their breasts so that the only mark on the
　　Is caused by the free end of grief and remembrance
　　Resistance to blood problems
　　I spoke about love, about the health of the rose
　　That alone comes straight into the heart of the dawn
　　Enron comes to walking on the sea in Greece
　　She always bring me
　　In between the hills with naked Dicey voyage
　　I put my hand to justice
　　Misty spring, the most magnificent spring
　　I have the same sky Shenzhan
　　I love everything is constantly recycled
　　Everything I love always the starting point
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　"Collins, the sun ... drinking ..."
　　The sun drinking Collins
　　Read the ruins of the marble
　　Step through the vineyards and the sea
　　My spear will be aligned
　　I used to avoid the ritual that the fish
　　I found Remember the leaves of the sun hymn
　　Eager to open areas of life are willing to
　　I drink water, pick fruit
　　Put my hands into the wind foliage
　　Urging the summer pollen lemon
　　Stagecoach Bluebird from my dream
　　So I left, reported to a vast infinite care
　　My eyes were re-created the world
　　Has become so good, according to the scale of the heart!
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　"I was always loyal to the name of my dear ... ..."
　　I'll be loyal to the name of dear
　　In the shade of the olive tree
　　The roar of the sea life in the
　　Those who threw stones to me is no longer alive a
　　I use a fountain of their stones puzzle
　　Young girl came to the fountain
　　Down from the dawn of their lips Cou
　　Their hair is far from flying on to the future
　　Swallows, these wind infants
　　They drink, ah, they Fly, let life move on
　　The threat of dreams into a dream
　　Pain around the Cape of happiness
　　What sound do not have blue chest blanking
　　Dead sea ah, please tell me what you whisper
　　I come to you in the morning early morning jet
　　Appear in the place you love, then top of the hill
　　I see the stars of the night will puffing
　　Shoot day that biting the earth's momentum
　　I've seen life on the one thousand lily turf
　　The real wind in a thousand children
　　Those beautiful and strong children, their faces and music
　　Also know how to gaze beyond the horizon
　　When the music will lift when those islands
　　I cut the name of that dear
　　In the shade of old olive trees
　　The roar of life in the sea
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　"Semi-submerged boat ... ..."
　　Semi-submerged ship
　　Because of joy and expansion Muke
　　Wind, the wind barefoot
　　Deafened the pebbles in the street
　　Down the hill to go down the story
　　The silent one, a fanatical
　　Hope is still a half sub-construction
　　Important news, ring tones
　　White villages yard clothesline
　　Skeleton on the beach
　　Paint, turpentine, asphalt
　　To the Virgin Mary for the various
　　Her to celebrate their own festival
　　Looking forward to a little blue flag and white sails
　　And on top of your garden
　　Yokel-like wild pear
　　Long, thin, immature children
　　Between your legs in the sun
　　That smell sniffing
　　When the other side of the young girl
　　Since hydrangeas and dark passion play
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　"This wandering wind ... ..."
　　This wandering wind, temperature and quince trees in the wind yawn
　　This sucking insect the vines
　　This is close to the rock wedge
　　These stacked on the threshing floor
　　Barefoot children to play the giant wheat shed
　　Image of the resurrection of Jesus
　　Scratched in the pine wall hang
　　This white Fenbi to noon in the back of pack
　　There are cicadas, they squatted on the ears of the trees
　　Done a great summer chalk
　　Cork made a great summer
　　Chu in oblique waves with the wind in the sails of red
　　White on bottom organisms, sponges
　　Accordion rock
　　Just by the unwieldy sea bass fisherman hole symmetry breaking
　　The pride of the sun on the reef fishing line group
　　Things so, who do not know our destiny
　　Things this way, our own sun will know the fate of
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　"We're walking in the fields all day long ... ..."
　　We walk all day in the field
　　With our women, the sun and the dog
　　We play with, singing, drinking water, ah
　　The source of the clear spring water from the ancient
　　Afternoon we were silent for a moment
　　Each other's eyes to look deep
　　A butterfly flew out from our hearts
　　It is as white as snow
　　We dream of it than the tip of a small twig
　　We know it will never disappear
　　It does not remember what bugs raised
　　Night we lit a fire
　　Then around it singing
　　Fire, ah, lovely fire, please do not take pity on wood
　　Fire, ah, lovely fire, do not pity Hui Leng
　　Fire, ah, lovely fire, please burn our
　　About the life of our
　　We talk about life, we took it with both hands
　　We looked at its eyes, it is also reported to gazing
　　If this is the magnet that we indulge, we know
　　If pain is our evil, we have feelings
　　We talk about life, our forward
　　It also bid farewell to the birds are migratory
　　Our generation is better
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　"Knee injured child ... ..."
　　Children injured knee
　　Hair cut, but the dream did not cut
　　Anchor legs crossed
　　Pine arms, tongue fish
　　Cloud's little brother!
　　You see a wet white stone in the side
　　Reed in the call you hear a tsunami
　　You know the naked landscape
　　The most colorful thing
　　It is deep but deep golden head funny walk rain
　　Far away but the ship is a red chimney
　　Higher and higher is a small church, the square cap
　　You see the waves of plant
　　Where frost during the early bath
　　And the barbed leaves of C. album, the road bridge bend
　　But smile to see the savage
　　Severe impact on trees
　　The grand climax of the wedding
　　Where tears flowed down from the hyacinth
　　Urchins in the water there to answer the riddle
　　Where the stars in the predicted storm
　　Children injured knee
　　Amulet craze, tenacious jaw
　　Light shorts
　　Rock in the chest, the water lily
　　Clouds dissipated by
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　"The number of stones used, how much blood, how much iron ... ..."
　　The number of stones used, how much blood, how much iron
　　With the number of fire, I was only manufacture a good
　　Despite the fog seems to us purely
　　And they throw stones at us and said,
　　We are running head in the clouds kept
　　Day and night is how we had
　　Only God knows
　　My friends, when you wake up the night of intense sadness
　　I see the feelings of the tree to stretch your eyebrows
　　Here the concept of a pure
　　That is what you call the
　　But it will not down
　　No matter how many years young
　　It also is in heaven, you are still following
　　But the desire for the illusion that one day wake up the body
　　And that only the bare desolation of the original land in the light
　　Today, there are cities as you want in the lovely smile
　　You can almost see it, it is waiting on
　　Put your hand to me, so I was there at dawn to
　　Walk
　　The tide of victory hailed by flushing it
　　Put your hand to me - not a collection of birds while
　　Sings songs in people's shoulders
　　Virgin announced the coming of hope has been found is
　　From the distant sea
　　We want to go, let them throw stones at us
　　Let them say we have kept his head to walk in the clouds -
　　Those who never felt that, my friend
　　With the number of iron, the number of stone, how much blood, how many fire
　　We are in the construction, dreams, singing
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　Heroic Elegy
　　- Dedicated to the Albanian Army lieutenant killed in battle
　　A
　　The first place to stay in the sun
　　Like a virgin at the time the eyes open as a place
　　When the wind blew avalanche of swirling apricot
　　When the light cavalry the occasion of the Cao Jian
　　In a bold foliage of the plane will gently ring
　　Side of the flag high to the place where land and sea breeze
　　Where no one has ever carried a gun
　　However, all the labors of heaven
　　The whole world, like a dew
　　In the morning, in the foothills flash
　　At the moment, as if God, alas, a shadow extended
　　Pain at the moment and stooping to the hand bone thin
　　The flowers off one after another, destroying
　　Had no running water in the ditch
　　The sound died out for lack of joy
　　Cold, as some hair island monks
　　In the silent wilderness of bread cut with
　　Penetrate into the heart of winter, some ominous accident
　　About to happen. Mountain, like horse mane erected to
　　Condors in the bread crumbs over the allocation of heaven
　　II
　　Now a passion rises in the muddy water
　　Wind wrapped leaves
　　It remains vomiting
　　Children spit out their seeds fruit
　　Stone soil cover its
　　Dig in desperate fear, like a old voles
　　When a wolf-like clouds, crying howl
　　Lin Shu from the sky in the break
　　Plain hungry to sow a twitch on the skin storm
　　And snow, the snow was relentless
　　It then ran out into the hunger of the valley buzzing
　　And then forcing people to answer:
　　Fire or ax!
　　For those starting out with fire or knife people
　　This evil will surrender. Cross not despair
　　As long as Violet prayer in a place far away from it
　　C
　　For those people, the night is even more atrocious during the day
　　They steel melting, the land chew
　　Their God exudes taste of smoke and animal skin
　　Ride the sky every sound is the death of Thunderbolt
　　Charlie is a laugh every sound man to death
　　- Let the fate of free how to speak, so that the fate of
　　No gun suddenly fired, mental depression
　　Shrapnel flying on the straight to the sun
　　Binoculars, sight, mortars, because of terror frozen
　　So easy, like the wind torn white cloth so easy, like the stone pierced lung liver
　　Helmet rolled to the left ... ...
　　Roots in the earth tremor just a moment
　　And smoke dispersion, and the day will be timid
　　Come to confuse the hell sludge
　　But the night came up, like being stepped on the snake article
　　Stopped at the edge of death some time
　　Then dig deep pale claws
　　IV
　　He lay down on the burning cloak
　　Let the breeze in the still lingering between the hair
　　An unintentional draped his left ear shoot
　　He is like a garden, but birds have suddenly fly away
　　He is like a song in the dark, silent jaw
　　He was like an angel had just shut down the clock
　　When the eyelash said "the children, good-bye"
　　The shock that turned into a stone
　　He lay down on the burning cloak
　　Dark and cold at the years around
　　Together with the thin dog sent to the terrible silence bark
　　Those who become like another part-time rock pigeon
　　Have to pay attention and listen
　　But the laughter was burned, the land was deafened
　　No one heard the last scream
　　With the whole world that screams suddenly empty
　　In that five small pine following
　　No other things, like a candle-like
　　He lay on the scorched cloak
　　Helmet empty, blood-stained sludge,
　　Side is wiped out half of the arm
　　The middle of his eyebrows
　　A mouth slim bitter, deadly mark
　　There has been frozen memories
　　Black and red in that small wells
　　Do not look ah, do not look that place where life has Tsang funeral
　　Do not elaborate ah, do not elaborate on how the
　　Smoke is how the dream rising
　　Because that is so, in that instant, one instant
　　So, ah, one instant to another instant abandoned
　　And so the eternal sun, away from the world
　　V
　　Sun ah, you do not do anything
　　Birds there, you're not happy hour do restless
　　Light ah, you do not cloud pathbreaker
　　And you, the garden ah, do not show the flowers to?
　　You and black roots, is it not magnolia flute?
　　Shaking like a tree in the rain
　　The fate of the empty body was like a curse
　　Snow whipped like a madman with his own
　　The eyes flooded with tears -
　　Oh, Eagle asked the young man gone?
　　So all of the Kitty Hawk were surprised the young man gone
　　Oh, the mother laments the ask, my son gone?
　　So all the mothers are surprised where their children go
　　Oh, a friend asked my brother gone?
　　So all my friends are surprised by where the smallest of them went to
　　They touch the snow red hot
　　They touch a hand, but the hands freeze up
　　They bite of bread, blood
　　They deeply gazed at the sky turned pale sky
　　Why why why ah, death does not give a warm
　　Why is there such a horrible bread
　　Why is the sky so there would have been the sun is shining
　　Six
　　He is a handsome young man
　　He was born the day they bent over the mountains of Thrace
　　Shoulder was shown a display ground wheat
　　Leaned over the mountains of Thrace spit spit
　　One in his head, once in his chest, one in the occasion of his crying
　　Greeks came, with those terrible weapons
　　The infancy of his years in the north raised high ... ...
　　Fit and sun and the moon, all show their skills
　　Horses have them bent to Mercedes-Benz
　　Sri Lanka and Mongolia and then down the river in the morning breeze rolling forward
　　Anemone bell until the gypsy ring around
　　Both ends of earth brought from the sea shepherd
　　They will flock to the distant rush jib
　　Where the heart in a deep breath of the sea
　　Where there is a great stone and sigh
　　He is a young man
　　Physically strong
　　Girls night lying in the arms of orange forest
　　He will have large robes soiled stars
　　His mind is so deep in love
　　That he drank all the fragrance of the earth
　　And then dance together with the white bride
　　Heard until the dawn, the sun pouring on his head
　　Dawn found him with open arms in portraying flowers
　　Scratch that little branch in the sun on the Saddle
　　Or another of those little owls awake all night
　　Tenderly sings the lullaby
　　Ah, he's breathing like how strong branch thyme
　　Bare chest was proud of how the map as a
　　Where the outbreak of freedom and the waves ... ...
　　He is a young man, heroic Jiao Jiao
　　Pistol and badge of gold buttons dim
　　School of real man walking grace
　　That helmet is a flash shooting target
　　(They are as easily penetrated his head,
　　He, ah, do not even do not know what is evil! )
　　He ordered his soldiers about
　　Before him the enemy of the brutal revenge
　　- The answer to the unjust bullet bullet!
　　You see the blood covered his eyebrows
　　Then the mountains of Albania sent a roar
　　Then they melted snow to wash
　　His body, a boat that ran aground at dawn quiet
　　His hands, two wide wilderness
　　His mouth, a bird does not sing
　　Albanian mountains thunderous
　　But they do not cry
　　Why are they crying?
　　He is a young man, heroic Jiao Jiao
　　Seven
　　Wood charcoal is lit the night without
　　Pounce the wind, beating its chest ridge, the wind is pounding its chest in Canton
　　There is no result, kneeling in the frost in the mountains
　　In searching for shelter. Shouted the abyss
　　Climb up the cliff, from the deceased's skull ... ...
　　Even sorrow is no longer cry. Like a crazy woman
　　Lost child, and turn his chest like a badge of a Cross Softwood
　　She did not cry, but, beam Egyptian asylum black lace North Mountain
　　Her towering rise, fitted with a silver crescent emblem
　　Avoid rotation of the planet will see the shadow of their
　　They will mask the glorious
　　And stand still
　　Crazy break in the chaos ... ...
　　Pounce the wind, beating its chest ridge, the wind is pounding its chest in Canton
　　Lonely, clutching her black shawl
　　Bent body, after listening to the clouds in the Tsukigata
　　She listen to what is the cloud of years, so far away?
　　Her hair and shoulders wrapped in rags in general - hey, go by her -
　　A mother crying bitterly - by her to go -
　　Her empty room in that loss of frozen
　　Because the fate of widows who are not
　　The mothers were born is to cry, the men to war
　　Garden to blossom in the chest of a girl
　　Haitao was to roar with blood to flow
　　Free and endless places to flash
　　Eight
　　Since his country on earth faded
　　Please tell the sun to find another one channel
　　If he wants to keep his pride
　　Or with soil and water
　　Elsewhere in the blue sky to let him build a small Greek sisters
　　A way to tell the sun to find another
　　Better to avoid run into even if only a daisy
　　Tell daisy blooming in a new virginity
　　So she will not be tainted by the outside fingers
　　The pigeons liberated it from those fingers
　　Do not let the water flow also talked about the anguish of any Channel
　　When the wind gently blowing as an empty shell
　　Desperate not to send the signal anywhere
　　But the garden from the Knights
　　Bring his soul at the instigation of the Rose
　　There, his breath teasing
　　A little sun-like chrysalis virgin
　　Change shiny like satin, as is often the chrysalis change clothes
　　When the little beetle on the drunk in the powder
　　The birds fly from tree to inquire about light
　　Seed germination by what it did to the birth of the world famous
　　Nine
　　Bring new hands, because now he has to increase
　　Go to the stars of the children to sing a lullaby
　　Bring new legs, because at the moment
　　The first one he attended dancing angels
　　New eyes - God - because at the moment
　　He leaned over to look at the love of Lily
　　New blood, because they will happily welcome the enthusiasm for
　　There mouth, bronze and fresh flowers do not wither the mouth
　　Because now he has to say goodbye clouds
　　During the day, he will face a peach tree
　　Night he will be domesticated wheat
　　He will spread over the plain green candles
　　Directed at the sun or the courage to cry
　　Put yourself storm, astride horses invulnerability Mercedes-Benz
　　Ah for those who dock where Xi Shi
　　He will go to that fabulous black island
　　Kiss those little pebbles
　　Then he will lie in
　　Those dreams through the Gulf
　　To find new hands, legs and eyes
　　Blood and language
　　Go back on its feet in the marble threshing floor
　　And to his sacred to fight the - hey, this time -
　　Fighting with Death
　　Ten
　　Sun, bronze sound, and sacred monsoon
　　Swear in his chest to give his life
　　Any sinister forces can not be succeeded
　　Only light leakage between laurel branches
　　Silverlit issued and dew, and only the cross
　　There shines, as if the high start profiling
　　The sword stood up charitable hand
　　With his eyes, and their banner declaring: "I'm alive"
　　I wish you health, the old river, you dawn
　　See a Son of God, his mouth a
　　Article pomegranate tree, smoked in your waves of Mu
　　I wish you health, rural medlar tree, you dress yourself
　　When Andros Soss attempt to steal his dream
　　Same to you, noon Nagareizumi, you touch his feet
　　And you, girl, you are his sweetheart
　　His bird, his Virgin Mary, and his Qiyao Star
　　As long as a lifetime so
　　The reflection of a person's love, will ignite
　　One has a body, that mysterious sky
　　That would be great out of the sacred sound of the occupation
　　Little heart adorned with the trees the birds
　　The lyre decorated with jasmine love poet Yun
　　Then put it upon discovery of the hidden evil eradication -
　　Upon discovery of fire to burn the evil hidden net
　　Eleven
　　Stole those sad eyes and the criminal's
　　Unfortunately, because of fear and struggling to escape the people
　　They lost in the clouds
　　Back, there is no crest on the forehead
　　Back, feet has no claws
　　Back to Long Beach in the volcanoes of the lot vines and washing
　　Back to the moon when the home field Plowshare
　　Back to a mandolin Zhalong Ge island home
　　Pull back, back to hound claws exudes
　　The smell of blood in the region. Back to the storm
　　Harvest period, as a woman, as a lasting place Bai Suxin
　　Those offenders are caught behind the clouds while hungry
　　They live in the rain without palm or cool
　　No lamb, wine and rifles, no rod and vines
　　They do not have the old oak and angry wind
　　With open eyes, severe
　　Watch where eighteen twilight
　　While clouds caught them - behind them
　　They do not bluff, uncle, father of the bullet is not installed
　　The mother did not hand over massacre
　　Or dancing bare chest
　　Allow himself to be any killing of grandmother
　　Those who committed a crime caught by a burst of dark clouds
　　But he, on the face of the clouds in the sky who Boulevard
　　But now in lonely glory to rise
　　Twelve
　　Lush grass in the early morning walking on the marching
　　He alone rose, his face gleaming rays
　　Flowers of the naughty girls waved to him secretly
　　Speak loudly to him, the sound in the air into the fog
　　Even trees and lovingly to him Dishou
　　The two branches of the nest into the tuck stitch
　　Leaves soaked in oil in the sun
　　Miracle - the miracle of how, ah, the land of rain
　　White with a sky-blue field cut Ploughshares
　　Mountains such as lightning flashing in the distance, but more distant
　　That spring, the mountains are inaccessible dream
　　Face glow glow, he rose alone
　　Drunk with sunshine, and bright through the heart
　　Which can also be seen in the cloud really Olympus
　　And friends around drifting Hosanna
　　Now the blood beat faster than the hungry dream
　　Road on both sides of the animal gut clustered
　　They called upon as the cricket-like
　　It seems that the huge expanse of the world
　　Is a tease their children's lifts
　　Crystal bell sounding in the distance prodigiously
　　Tomorrow, tomorrow, they said, Easter is in heaven!
　　Thirteen
　　Crystal bell sounded far away
　　They talk about him that people burned to death in the world
　　Burned like a bee in the thyme enzyme
　　Talk about choking in the soil dawn breast
　　Administered it promised to have a glorious Ming Dynasty
　　Talking about that piece of snow. It shines and the decline in heart
　　When you hear a distant gunshot
　　When Albania screamed partridge flies at high altitudes
　　They said he was even too late to cry
　　Name for the love of his rise in the weeping scene
　　The wind was blowing in the distance tighter
　　The birds in the collapse of the mill bad chirping to wail on the beam
　　Music for those women drinking the potent
　　They stood by the window of their scarves tightly twisted
　　For those who are hungry from desperate women, desperate rush
　　They are waiting for the grass edge of the ominous news of a
　　So too have come to the door the sound of hooves
　　On the caress of his warm and nobody's head off
　　Talk about his big eyes, where life has penetrated
　　Infiltration so deep so deep that it can no longer get out
　　Fourteen
　　Now the dream dance in the blood faster
　　The world's most authentic moment of signal
　　Free
　　That way the Greeks in the dark
　　Free
　　For you, the sun will cry with joy
　　Colorful rainbow cape fell into the water of the
　　Man Fan weed to a cruise ship
　　The most innocent girl
　　Running naked in front of men
　　The shy behind the fence shouting:
　　Friends, where there is not as good ... ...
　　The world's most authentic moment of signal
　　When the dawn on the vast green of the original road
　　He more and more high rise
　　Then those who desire to shine
　　They once blanking in the solitude of sin
　　Today, he went around the sparkling FT
　　His soul is white-hot desire
　　Birds welcome him, as if his partner
　　"Bird, bird of happiness, death in the here disappear"
　　"My friends, my dear friends, life in here."
　　A heavenly halo of light hair in his big release Seiki
　　Crystal-like sound in the distance kind of shock, keyed
　　Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow is Easter, God!
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　Creation Song
　　One "in the beginning ... ..."
　　In the beginning, the light and the first hour,
　　Then the lips or mud,
　　Try to tell the world what
　　Blood and golden green bulbs in the ground
　　The sea, she looked so beautiful in sleep
　　That did not roll out the sky bleached gauze
　　Carob trees and upright in the palm tree
　　There I alone
　　Faced with the world
　　Cry
　　My soul cried to a signal of high hand and informed people
　　I remember seeing a
　　Three black women
　　They raised his arms to the East
　　Mu the back of their gold, they left behind the clouds
　　(Positive on the right and the other forms of plant
　　Slowly disappearing)
　　It is the sun, its axis in me
　　It is radiant, full, are clamoring for
　　And that really is my people, who many centuries ago that
　　That the fire is still immature, still fixed in the sky,
　　I could feel he was coming
　　Bent over my cradle
　　His voice, like the memory becomes a reality
　　Pretend the sound of trees, the waves sound:
　　"Your commandments," he said, "is this world,
　　And she is in your bowels.
　　Read it, work it, fight it, "he said
　　"Everyone picked up their weapons."
　　Then he spread out his hands,
　　God, as if a young novice with the pain and joy made
　　The first is that seven of the axis of the screw hard
　　Extract from the high battlements
　　Fall to the ground
　　Like a huge storm in the
　　In its zero
　　Where the birds and start from scratch
　　Dissemination of its sweet
　　Blood is refreshing to come back
　　Into a human being who looks like a monster
　　This was really difficult to imagine
　　So all our family came to the wind
　　The cheeks of the children gurgle
　　Dragging large group of green clothing, like a mermaid-like
　　The rest, those familiar with the longevity of the elderly
　　Dressed in a skin, bearded
　　They cloud is divided into two and a half, then divided into four
　　Then point the remaining blowing to the north off
　　It towers proudly opened its feet trampling the sea
　　Flashing in the distance horizon
　　So obvious, so dense and difficult to see through
　　This is the first carol
　　Three "But before I heard the sound of the wind and the music ... ..."
　　But before I heard the sound of the wind and music,
　　When I _set_ out to find a piece of land,
　　(Boarded an endless sand plains,
　　All the way to erase history with a heel)
　　I grabbed my sheets severely
　　I am looking for is this the same as the vineyard innocent and tremor
　　The sky and deep as inconspicuous as
　　The soul is the soil
　　So he began to speak, the sea was born
　　I look at it shocked
　　Scatter in the middle of the sea with my image of him like the little stars
　　Young stone horse mane
　　Calm bottle
　　And then tilt the back of dolphins
　　Jos, Xiji North, Kayseri Firth, Mailuo Si
　　"Every word is a swallow," he said
　　"Brought to you in the summer spring"
　　The olive tree is so tall
　　Out of your hands through the light screen
　　Let it gently covered your sleep
　　Cicada is huge
　　You no longer feel that they
　　Pulse does not feel like the beating of your hands
　　But water is scarce
　　That you will respect it as God
　　And understand its language
　　The tree is lonely
　　A flock without its own
　　So you make friends with it
　　And familiar with its distinguished name that
　　(The land beneath your feet is very thin
　　So you will have nowhere to take root)
　　Only continue to explore the depths of
　　To the sky overhead is so vast
　　So you can recognize that their vast -
　　The world
　　This little great world!
　　Five "So I began to understand the sea murmured ... ..."
　　So I began to understand the sea murmured
　　And long-term perpetual rustling trees
　　I saw the red line the seawall on the pottery
　　The closer to the wooden shutters that
　　I place side and sleep
　　North to the higher tone in speech
　　I have also seen
　　Such as the pebble-like beautiful girls, naked and lubrication
　　Black point in the presentation of their thigh
　　And that's an abundance of indulgence
　　Spread on both sides of the scapula
　　Some of their blowing conch in the upright
　　The rest of the holding chalk
　　In writing the text understandable and not surprising
　　ROES, ESA, ARIMNA
　　NUS, MORIMLATITY, YLETIS
　　Diming birds and hyacinth
　　Other words or July
　　When the clock struck eleven
　　Search the depths of the five
　　A perch, carp and pike sea
　　Gill and waving a large short-tailed
　　When I see the foam rise even higher
　　And starfish
　　And slender and silent sea anemone
　　Again close to the surface where high
　　A reddish and salt grass limpet
　　And the wing semi-open beta
　　"Precious language," he said, "is the time
　　And reliable sea breeze that kept hearing
　　Ancient vows "
　　In the wooden boards near the window
　　I place side and sleep
　　I will hold tight in the chest on the pillow
　　My tearful eyes
　　I was in love the first six months
　　My belly was a precious seed agitation
　　The world
　　This little great world!
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　Passion Song
　　A "So this is my ... ..."
　　So this is what I
　　Girls and the Aegean islands in order to create the I
　　Admirer male deer jump
　　The new believers and olive trees
　　Sun's expert drinkers and locust
　　This is my face of
　　Unyielding's black dress
　　And destroyed the baby years
　　Empty uterus, sexual desire was feeding!
　　The release of the storm sky, attacked the mountain Thunder
　　The fate of innocent people, ah, you see, and alone in the sea!
　　I spread his hands in Haikou,
　　I cast of his hands in Haikou,
　　And did not see the other economic goods, and goods, heard other
　　Only the cold spring water delivery in the dump
　　Pomegranate or west, or kiss
　　Each with their own weapons, I said
　　In the sea I want to deploy my pomegranate
　　I placed sentry in Haikou westerly
　　I want to let go of the desire to become holy because I am old kiss!
　　The release of the storm sky, attacked the mountain Thunder
　　The fate of innocent people, ah, you are my destiny!
　　Second, "They gave me the Greek language ... ..."
　　They gave me the Greek language
　　I lived in a thatched hut, in the He Masha shore
　　My only concern is my language, He Masha shore
　　There are sea bream, perch
　　Word of cold wind and percussion
　　Drains in the green blue
　　All I see are in my internal organs in the light
　　Jellyfish, sponges
　　Use the words of the first Siren
　　Rainbow color shell with original black tremor
　　My only concern is my language with the black tremor
　　There are pomegranates, Wen Bo tree
　　Tanned gods, uncles and cousins
　　They poured into the oil giant jar
　　Mist rises from the valley, the distribution of
　　Willow tree and frankincense
　　The smell of gorse and pepper root
　　Accompanied by the initial chirp goldfinch
　　Sweet hymns and the first "glory to you"
　　My only concern is that I was the first "Glory to you," words!
　　Where the laurel and palm branches
　　Curl of incense and cigarettes
　　War and flintlock wishes
　　Full of grape vines in the ground
　　Has the aroma of lamb, eggs burst
　　And "Christ is risen"
　　With the Greeks the first rounds of ammunition
　　Together with the hymn secret love initial rhetoric
　　My only concern is my rhetoric with a paean to the original language.
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　Beauty and illiteracy
　　Often, in the twilight resting place, her soul show some light from the opposite side of the mountains
　　Although the flies during the day miserable, but faces an uncertain fate is tomorrow
　　However, when night fell and the priest's hand over the dead cemetery there,
　　She alone, with integrity, with that night with a few familiar - rosemary breeze
　　And the smoke from the chimney to - the door of the sea lying awake
　　Beautiful sub-field
　　Or half and half by the formation of waves rustle guessed from the words, and others seem to belong to the deceased in the cypress in the startled words, just as it coiled on her head wreath Singular
　　Suddenly an inspiration to her
　　So
　　Hard to believe that a deep understanding of the landscape to show the true depths of my heart in her
　　There, black people are angels in the battle with the river, showing how beauty has been born
　　Or is it another way, what we call tears
　　Moreover, as long as she's thinking continues, you will find it filled with the flash in her face, and eyes and cheekbones full of pain - like a temple keeper of the eyes and cheekbones like - so deep huge
　　From the big dog has been extended to the top of the constellation Virgo the top of the
　　"And I, away from the plague, a desert around her dreams, where tears have no meaning, the only light that engulfed me from all the flame of all things
　　"We were side by side to sustain the future of heavy loads, and vowed to obey the common management of the astral, completely silent.
　　"I feel that I do not know, even though I was illiterate, just to be there, in complete silence, to hear the sound of the most appalling noise
　　"And that alone, from which it has become unbearable for humans ever since to spread and seeding of the stars!"
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　Human Anatomy
　　So they found the golden liquid into the olive root secrets of his heart
　　As he repeatedly lying in wait for dawn candlelight, his internal organs had been surprisingly fever
　　Under the skin a little bit, to which the horizon circle painted blue line is very clear signs have been around a lot of blue in his blood
　　He remembered the time in a very lonely sound of those birds suddenly poured out clear, so the knife is difficult to go deep
　　Perhaps the intent is sufficient to constitute a crime
　　That is obviously a naive and terrible in his state meet. He stared at the eyes, arrogant attitude, the whole forest is still moving on the retina that innocent
　　Mind of a dead except the sky will echo nothing
　　Nest in his left ear, just some soft, fine sand, as if in a shell-like. This means that he often walked alone in the sea, With love, pain and wind roar
　　As for his groin on the fire of those particles, they show him whenever he took time to hug a woman for several hours to move forward
　　This year we will have a premature fruit
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)
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　　Warriors of sleep
　　A
　　They also distributed milk flavor, and appearance scorch
　　The adoption of the underworld Hades
　　There, in the merciless place they are suddenly Shuaikai
　　Fell significantly, in that piece of land, sea anemones also make even the smallest air bitter hell
　　(A hand stretched out, like the future to strive to seize the other hand cushion the head against the failure of disheveled,
　　Dig up the internal organs as if a horse's eyes, it looked the last time the smoking piles of rubble) -
　　Where the time liberated them. The red one wing, which covered the world, while the other has been gently flapping in the distance
　　No trace of wrinkles or remorse sorrow, but in the depths of the old has had no difficulty recalling the blood red in a pitch-black sky.
　　A new sun, not yet ripe
　　Not strong enough to melt the living clover soft and thick white frost on it, but it has been announced in the elimination of the night, the power of the oracle, the thorns shall grow ... ...
　　From the beginning, rock valley, mountains, forests, rivers
　　Feelings of revenge after a composition of the universe began to glow, the same as the original but was reversed, and now the warriors can learn through, and the executioner was immediately killed, in which
　　Yo cultivators of heaven, ah!
　　Whether it is the abyss of the bell will ring at noon, or falling from a height of polar flight voice, do not have to make their fine silver die
　　That will never open their eyes greedily identified small world, where their ruthless killer who has suddenly
　　Where they are prone, so bald eagle swooped down and taste their blood and internal organs.
　　II
　　Yo cultivators of heaven, ah!
　　Years of white-wash their beards, and they roam seasons, so all things to restore its true face
　　Even every baby with open hands are not echo, only the naive enthusiasm continue to strengthen it Falls ... ...
　　Now come the day the young A Lite on those premises, where the hard work; although the land has decayed because of ignorance, have no reason to commit crime in black
　　But at night he often flies away to seek refuge in the embrace of the mountain height, such as human hairy chest
　　The white mist rising in the valley, they say it is not plume, but added sleeping space from the Warriors in the melancholy nostalgia wafting.
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　　Concise
　　Desire of death makes me so anxious, my glorious return to the sun there
　　Who is my rock and air into a complete sentence in
　　He, I find, and I be it
　　Ah, flaxen summer, fall care
　　The most humble of winter
　　Gave its humble life, the olive tree leaves
　　Then with one stupid night cricket for that unexpected requirements of those who defend
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　　View the end of the origin or kind
　　Suddenly the shadow of the harvest to swallow its nostalgic melancholy of the day.
　　The sun with a sharp flint, and slowly, subtly, the west wind wings engraved in the "daughter of justice," the shoulder height.
　　Sunlight to affect my skin, purple scar suddenly appeared on my chest, just a regret that I had hit my place to run wild. So I slept in the steep and dry leaves thoroughly, I was left alone, alone.
　　I am jealous of drops, but that has not been found praise mastic Pistacia drops of water. I wish I could see the magic in the pair of eyes can be merciful end as it did just fine.
　　Or I like it? Since all up and down the rugged rocks without flaws, I recognize my stubborn jaw. In another era it was torn off the beast yet.
　　The other side of the sand, the sea has given me the joy and _set_tle down, then
　　People blasphemy her with open arms and I rush to seek comfort from her. This is what I was looking for it? This is pure?
　　Water in the back, I entered the spirit of the myrtle, where lovers escape persecution. When my chest when breathing, I once again heard the blowing its hair scarf. And this voice, "my dear", at night, in the deep valley in the stars where I cut the cable, the Nightingale is trying to profiling.
　　Really, no matter what I must desire and derision, in my eyes and fingers are not corrupted with an oath. Yes, they did it, in my efforts to soften the infinite blue sky, the time.
　　Me. And I turned to face it again in daylight, when it firmly staring at me, mercilessly.
　　That is pure
　　Beautiful, and appears as the shadow of depression for many years, and justice under his daughter crying in the sun, lights,
　　When she watches me all over the world once again, this is not God, but because I'm still alive from the dead to win things and heavy drooping of the world.
　　Suddenly the shadow that swallows its nostalgia harvest to flash suddenly: noon.
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　　Another Noah
　　I put into the lime in the horizon, and began to steady and firm hand of the walls dedicated to my future
　　It is time, I said, it began to desire the sacred mission of the monastery in a light that transcendent moment to catch, then blew up the earth with a cloud drifting over the trees
　　I was alone trying to find that, in order to maintain their style of contempt for anything before, those things at the moment will come - the strong acid from Eucalyptus to the rustle of a woman - I escaped the disaster asceticism ark
　　Then there is the longest, most people avoid the river; and birds, their only left me with the sparrow; and the pain of the narrow vocabulary of two or up to three words: bread, longing, love, free in the affected
　　(Time ah, you twisted rainbow bent and snatched from the mouth of bread crumbs sparrows, nor did the sound leaves a little bit of the stream where the green out of my love spell
　　I endured the tears, so that become lonely splendor, age, ah, I can not forgive you! )
　　When people are swallowing each other's internal organs to each other when they started to decrease, from one generation to another generation.
　　Evil in the roll forward, the sky in much abandoned angered,
　　My isolation whipped white particles are rotating in a corrosion of the ruins over the busy world, confirmed my shallow understanding.
　　Then when once again gathered, it will open the horizon, those words of pain on the water one by one, chewed lips,
　　My old meaning of despair
　　Like eucalyptus leaves from the holy's a bit off, may the sacred day lustful
　　Release its flavor
　　May a woman's fertile green thing, climbing naked flow of time,
　　Slowly, faithfully and unfixed her fingers, let go once and for all the birds,
　　It's hard work over the life of human sin, so God made a mistake somewhere that falls down from
　　Chirp that heaven!
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　　Seven days are eternal
　　Sunday - morning, in the calf's temple offering. I declare: May the Murto become as real as a tree; wish her the lamb, then looked me in the slaughter of the Lamb, will give the future to the most severe punishment.
　　Monday - my feet have grass and water. This means that I'm there. In that will allow me a glimpse into before or after the stone, I raised my right hand, high on a mast of the blue wheat sowed. To create a new zodiac.
　　Tuesday - a large number of large number of people left. In a sea full of black pebbles and weeds, rocks scattered over the great spine of the desert animals on the beach, carried out between 1 and 9 battle
　　My two precious old horse stood in the sulfur from the sea above the neighing with steam rising.
　　Wednesday - the other end of the Thunder. Bird burned, and will once again blossom hand, we should heal the world fold.
　　Thursday - open door, stone steps, geranium-like flowers of the head, but there is a transparent roof, kite. Sunlight in the shell, a goat and think about the times boring, quiet smoke rose between its horns.
　　Backyard gardener's daughter who was secretly kissed, because Xijiwangshen and knocked into a pot which broke the moment.
　　Ah, if I can keep it sound like it!
　　Friday - I'm hopelessly in love with these women's "Transfiguration Day." Echo: M - Li - Na! Love - Columns - Nigeria! Lilac With each ringing into my arms. Then the strange light, two very different pigeons, I held high into a mansion where covered with ivy.
　　Saturday - I kind cypress silent and cruel by some people who cut down
　　For weddings or funerals
　　They dug around the land and the water sprinkled pink
　　Even if I have to say that the infinite space to remove the magnetic words.
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　　"I draw a paradise island ... ..."
　　I draw an island paradise -
　　You are all in the above - but also to draw a house on the sea
　　It has a huge bed and a small door
　　I cast a yes-man such as the fathomless sea
　　So that I would wake up every morning and look in their own
　　Watch your body a good half of walking in the water
　　Lamented the other half of your stay in paradise.
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　　Over the city
　　Four stones and a little water with me and put it built a shrine guards
　　Noon suddenly came and we thought the so-called beat faster in the black grapes to explode
　　The air must have been what it can by your access to, as a dream-like emission
　　Slowly in an echo of the grand halls of a bearded man who approached the cage to open that little door to a kind of like a small Division Hunzhe action as a century of hard work and spent so much that no one willing but not sent for action
　　Drapes do not flash the image of a bird hit the roof I heard the sound of birds
　　It sculptures and galleries around the flickering moment, such as dizziness and general high alert
　　North window where the name of trees and brush saw the light was hidden until the cover
　　She appeared naked women that surrounded her hair wearing a green light with a small inlaid gold vest walked gently sat her legs parted slate
　　Have something I feel has the risk of a flower show its meaning from the original tender and later as
　　In "Apocalypse Now" in a pick that one in four horses ran: the black horse horse horse silver caught the guilty and the fond dreams of neither horse nor rider saddle in order to express the glory of their has disappeared
　　And see how the crowd marching behind them a whole team of people
　　They march in the hell for heaven engulfed as written in the book
　　Untie the man across from her robes and his horse ran pretty straight forward desire for a kind of horse and the Sun Belt in the life of the forest
　　I smell the air, the smell of a fig tree when it is in the new oil from the sea came to me
　　I'm doing it on top of smooth movement until I wake up and feel its beauty to the emulsion in between my legs when sticky
　　I am hurled to continue writing "in the city on a" completely immersed in the endless gray of
　　Huge leaf in a transparent there are islands in a specified hour and more space, such as birds continue to fly all the way to infinite space
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　　Small green sea
　　Little green ocean thirteen years old
　　I want to shelter you
　　Go to school to send you to the Aieniya
　　You learn to speak Mandarin and drink vermouth
　　Little green ocean thirteen years old
　　At noon in the small tower on the lighthouse
　　You will knock over the sun, you will hear
　　Over the fate of the disaster
　　Our distant relatives are still in contact
　　From a hill to another hill
　　They held up the sky was shocked sculpture
　　Little green ocean thirteen years old
　　Son wearing a white collar open, and silk sash
　　You a window into the Si Maile from
　　Facsimile at dawn on the roof for me -
　　That "glory to you" hymns and "Lord have mercy," the prayer
　　The north and east with a little
　　That one by one, the waves rolled back
　　Little green ocean thirteen years old
　　I want you Sleeping with the illegal
　　I will embrace the depths of your
　　To find one stone, together with those above, the language of God
　　Those stones, together with fragments of the above Heraclitus
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　　Light Tree
　　IV
　　Not that distant island so far completed only in the south wind blew the house when you can see a convent of that place, floating above the clouds is below the waterline of the waves turning in the pan-green walls and iron gate Qingtian
　　I walk around free balcony face of abuse and loneliness suffused with red tide
　　Completely idle singing and chanting monks are learning a look at who will not let me in.
　　Where I grew up watching my mother barked at my place that used to light the tree is still the first flowering, and if still the place for her flower
　　Perhaps the smoke rising from somewhere west from San Doyle's vision of love came the message
　　All of our suffering is worth it and the order will not be abolished
　　Ah, my poor light the tree where you will do with my running and raving
　　Light the tree where you Now I need you now even my own name has been lost
　　Since it has been no mourning nightingale poems each poet in
　　(Translated by Li Ye-ray)