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  Nile
  Her flowing as the sea,
  With the tide
  Feeding the people
  Cultivation of crops and people.
  She is eating grain,
  Is made of cotton clothes.
  She is our joy and hope
  Inexhaustible source!
  For the benefit of the people -
  Her rule of life
  She of all people impartially,
  Hospitality every piece of land irrigated,
  Rich and poor,
  She always brings a good harvest,
  Once you harvest,
  Hard work on it quickly!
  She always pour it,
  At first glance - but then do not move as the condensate.
  Water pouring endless streams,
  Is so powerful, yet so serene;
  But just a little irritated,
  Turbulent flow urinal splash foam,
  With a lion-like roar,
  Jingtao _set_ off waves.
  Sweet as hope,
  She's very precious to us Yuye nectar.
  The same as ambergris,
  Both sides of her blue waves, the four international fragrance.
  Despite her muddy sediment,
  While filling the world's most beautiful rivers eclipsed
  Sacred, the vast Nile, ah,
  Is our eternal mother!
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  ① Forest Brook, Virginia
  Ah, Bruce Virginia forest, I have
  Guarantee you, I promise
  Time with the love, as we
  The greenery in your dying, can back?
  A dream, I want it located
  My dream is vague recovered as Lakeshore
  Even if the time put it back
  Who can me my youth?
  Ah, Bruce Virginia forest, I have
  Tenderness with the recollection mind sees growth
  See you because of chest beating and intense
  Acacia ups and downs in the bumps in the trembling heart
  I saw you look more familiar than I am serious
  You do not curl swaying, dancing and motions no longer
  What a cruel thing lifeless
  Is cold forever this way?
  Do You Remember of Things Past
  We indulge in free time?
  We are racing towards you move it out of the night
  Heavy night will be our guard Clofibrate
  We talk on your side
  Only the echo of your words spread this
  My words are the tenderness and Sweetie
  Her speech was living in marital chord song
  We walk through the open areas in your night
  Awake all night breeze here
  Birds to rest tired
  And all sleeping quietly
  Where we spend the night in the Friendship
  Lone Star amused us add to the fun
  Have to hang around in every corner of the
  Should sit in each place
  We poured our drinks, love
  Is a baby in the survival of our eye
  His amulet from our hearts
  His cradle is our dry body limb
  Grateloupia bow to worship in the air
  It is how free and easy manners!
  Di stars as our eyes wide open
  Do not look to elsewhere Yinue
  Until the hour away from the respective
  Instant annihilation harmonious reunion
  We ride across the night
  Desert Ocean is followed
  My night in Egypt, the night of her
  In the West, think of her, and he is happy ②
  Translated by Li Guo
  ① Forest Brook, Virginia: the outskirts of Paris a scenic tour, this is one of the chase
  Recalling the poem of life in France.
  ② "she" refers to Bruce Virginia forest. "I" and "he" are referring to the author. In a line of poetry
  Person in the transformation is a characteristic of Arabic poetry. Above "in your side we talk
  / Only the echo of your words spread my words this is the tenderness and Sweetie / her speech is the piano
  Joseph chord song "is also the case," you "and" she "refer to the forest.
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  Nile Valley in the spring
  To novelist Hawking ①
  March to come on friends
  Cheers spring - the wizard's garden
  Light drinking buddy with the Cup were gathered in it's
  Quickly roll out its feast of the carpet square!
  Wine is ready, pour a glass of fast
  Pure chance is not always filled up wine
  Sit down on the grass flowers in full bloom
  Big applause for the strings and cups of Acacia
  Friendly way to get along with the filled up wine bar, accompanied
  Distinguished guests, and they, like a bright morning star
  Mild gentle, like the king drinking buddy
  Their generous generous, handsome
  Wine as your morning right Jiaonv
  Her parents are grapes and apple orchard
  Although the jars scattered, as long as she smiled
  Filling the fragrance here and Zhantan
  She wantonly spread, once remember his noble status
  Bianxiang drunk person sober jewelry necklace gift
  Pharaoh treasure her, leaving Day of Defeat
  As offerings to God Fata Ha
  Song of the meeting artists such as Lin
  Birds hidden in the trees behind
  His strings sing, attracted
  Kingfisher pretty dance song in the branches
  White cap, black gown
  Morning dress with a collar and their
  They sing in the branches and leaves on the Qing Yin Cho
  Easter morning the nuns as the general
  Benches and the pulpit in the line between the sections Xu
  Green grass in that vast temple
  * * *
  The king of grass, every piece of land is his palace
  You at the wedding and the wedding was able to see him in the face of a
  He started the banner, bright red
  White, Yao on a flash in the Takaoka
  Greeted him, and covered with jungle costumes
  Enjoy under the wings of his Sahuan
  Houses narcissus bright eyes cover
  Sometimes, sometimes decorated with chrysanthemums red lips
  Violet looked down the face of his majesty
  Fragrant breeze floating in their Arima
  Roses bloom at the depth of the cluster
  Ulterior motives in praise of God Bingdi the Fata Ha
  She is a pioneer in the ranks of the garden, thriving
  Flowers more than a one spikes, Daojian
  Breeze blowing across her cheeks
  Such as the soft lips brushed pretty Lianpan
  Death ravaged the morning at night hands
  Weave her beauty and style
  She fades and each die are those who remind you
  Toward the twilight of life is to return, over and over again to come to
  Longevity white flowers hanging on the branches
  Like a pearl inlaid spear head string
  The supple and pure jasmine
  Generous bosom like a garden
  Guang Shan sparkling through the crotch gap
  As the looming dawn dawn
  Pomegranate is the blood splashed on the leaves
  Like a butcher's chop writing carved crimson stains
  Sad death of a child of the woman, reminding us of scenes violet
  Cowardice, good to face the ravages of fate
  Henna is covered in the tenderness and sorrow
  As the poet in pain myriad of thoughts
  Large crape draped cypress, exposing
  Legs and feet, like a living girl Ziyingmanqian
  Date palm slim, body suit of armor
  It is with the belt and the color of the dress and make up
  Pharaoh's daughters, like watching the guard of honor
  On sunny days, reclining lupine
  You see, the sky is like a marble wall
  Patchwork layout of the wonderful picture
  The sky of clouds and ostrich, plump,
  Leisure prone; another group, circling wings
  But also tender and beautiful than the bride the sun
  The day of her wedding veil of gold Guangcan
  If excess water from the valley
  Mercury and Janus's Guang Shan
  Toward the sun during the day and the water
  The water lilies floating on the ring wear
  The dim light scattering between the pride in the lotus
  Like jewels in the palm of calm pride
  Sobbing like a girl in the village stream
  Groan choked so sad sad person
  Pour out their sorrow and love of Acacia
  Trained, trained Tiqi, tears many days
  Each stream will be thirsty mind bare
  Water in her belly, immediately to dry
  Cry when she was weak, when they laugh Fleet of Foot
  Like camels sometimes vibrant, sometimes Qixiyanyan
  Chain running between her and her neighbors
  The cow is blind, staggering under the heavy yoke
  * * *
  With the spring I recall the good
  The joy of the past when the memory of youth
  Is it only flowers in a
  Death hastily destroyed her innocence?
  * * *
  Hawking: Egypt is a masterwork of fiction
  Never end in the writer's tip of the brush
  Cursive from paper to the "Psalms"
  "Pentateuch", "Koran," "Bible"
  From the United States that the king, Gang Bixi to Alexander
  From Caesar to the glorious Saladin
  Vientiane dense, long days are the treasures
  Draw your inspiration, let it bring the key
  This land, you are in the midst of its horizon in
  Where the stars shine bright lights
  Translated by Li Guo
  ① Hawking (1860-1937), English clergyman and novelist. He had traveled to Egypt, Palestine,
  Syria, Turkey and Greece and other countries. Five of his novels, many of the dozen are based in these countries
  Background creation.
  From "Modern Arabic Poetry", Hunan Art Publishing House (2000)
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