{"id":13054,"date":"2012-08-30T20:11:37","date_gmt":"2012-08-31T00:11:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=13054"},"modified":"2015-03-22T23:18:12","modified_gmt":"2015-03-23T03:18:12","slug":"%e9%ad%af%e8%bf%85%e8%a9%a9%e8%8b%b1%e8%ad%af__s-l-kong","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=13054","title":{"rendered":"\u9b6f\u8fc5\u8a69\u82f1\u8b6f__S L Kong"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u7b54\u5ba2\u8a9a\u00a0\u00a0 (1931)<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/images.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-thumbnail wp-image-13055\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/images-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\u7121\u60c5\u672a\u5fc5\u771f\u8c6a\u5091<br \/>\n\u6190\u5b50\u5982\u4f55\u4e0d\u4e08\u592b<br \/>\n\u77e5\u5426\u8208\u98a8\u72c2\u562f\u8005<br \/>\n\u56de\u7738\u6642\u770b\u5c0f\u65bc\u83df<\/p>\n<p>Reply to a Friend in Irony\u00a0\u00a0 (1931)<\/p>\n<p>Apathetic men may not be true heroes<br \/>\nAffection for one\u2019s young are many so natural<br \/>\nObserve the fierce tigers who frightened everyone with windy roars<br \/>\nThey cast loving glances at their cubs as they go forth<\/p>\n<p>\u9001\u589e\u7530\u6d89\u541b\u6b78\u570b\u00a0 \u00a0(1931)<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/LU-HSUN2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-medium wp-image-13058\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/LU-HSUN2-168x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"168\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/LU-HSUN2-168x300.jpg 168w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/LU-HSUN2.jpg 337w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 168px) 100vw, 168px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\u6276\u6851\u6b63\u662f\u79cb\u5149\u597d<br \/>\n\u6953\u8449\u5982\u4e39\u7167\u5ae9\u5bd2<br \/>\n\u537b\u6298\u5782\u694a\u9001\u6b78\u5ba2<br \/>\n\u5fc3\u96a8\u6771\u68f9\u61b6\u83ef\u5e74<\/p>\n<p>Seeing Hiloshi Masuda Home to Japan\u00a0 \u00a0(1931)<\/p>\n<p>Autumn tints are splendid in old Fusang<br \/>\nBright red maple leaves bring gentle cold along<br \/>\nI break a willow twig to bid you farewell<br \/>\nMy heart sails with you to recall my youthful days happy and well<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->\u5076\u6210 \u00a0\u00a0(1932)<\/p>\n<p>\u6587\u7ae0\u5982\u571f\u6b32\u4f55\u4e4b<br \/>\n\u7ff9\u9996\u6771\u96f2\u8525\u5922\u601d<br \/>\n\u6240\u6068\u82b3\u6797\u8cfd\u843d\u751a<br \/>\n\u6625\u862d\u79cb\u83ca\u4e0d\u540c\u6642<\/p>\n<p>Impromptu Verses \u00a0\u00a0(1932)<\/p>\n<p>Poems and prose have the worth of dust what could I do<br \/>\nI raised my head to look east dreaming of culture rich and full<br \/>\nWhere scented woods and fragrant flowers are a rarity<br \/>\nSpring orchids and autumn blooms appear separately<\/p>\n<p>\u4e00\uff0e\u4e8c\u516b\u6230\u5f8c\u4f5c\u00a0 \u00a0(1932)<\/p>\n<p>\u6230\u96f2\u66ab\u6582\u6b98\u6625\u5728<br \/>\n\u91cd\u7832\u6e05\u6b4c\u5169\u5bc2\u7136<br \/>\n\u6211\u4ea6\u7121\u8a69\u9001\u6b78\u68f9<br \/>\n\u4f46\u5f9e\u5fc3\u5e95\u795d\u5e73\u5b89<\/p>\n<p>Written after the 1932.01.28 battle<\/p>\n<p>War clouds clear in a dwindling spring<br \/>\nHeavy gun fires and spirited songs in silence sing<br \/>\nI have no poem for our soldiers coming home<br \/>\nFrom the depth of my heart I wish them ever safe at home<\/p>\n<p>\u7121\u984c\u00a0\u00a0 (1933)<\/p>\n<p>\u4e00\u652f\u6e05\u91c7\u59a5\u6e58\u9748<br \/>\n\u4e5d\u7579\u8c9e\u98a8\u6170\u7368\u9192<br \/>\n\u7121\u5948\u7d42\u8f38\u856d\u827e\u5bc6<br \/>\n\u537b\u6210\u9077\u5ba2\u64ad\u82b3\u99a8<\/p>\n<p>Untitled \u00a0\u00a0(1933 )<\/p>\n<p>The Xiang Spirit rests on a flower specially chosen<br \/>\nSweet breezes carry orchid scents to comfort the awakened<br \/>\nUnwanted weeds thrive to fill the open plain so wild<br \/>\nBanished orchids will spread the fragrance even in exile<\/p>\n<p>\u7121\u984c\u00a0 \u00a0(1934)<\/p>\n<p>\u842c\u5bb6\u58a8\u9762\u6c92\u84bf\u840a<br \/>\n\u6562\u6709\u6b4c\u541f\u52d5\u5730\u54c0<br \/>\n\u5fc3\u4e8b\u6d69\u832b\u9023\u5ee3\u5b87<br \/>\n\u65bc\u7121\u8072\u8655\u807d\u9a5a\u96f7<\/p>\n<p>Untitled \u00a0\u00a0(1934)<\/p>\n<p>Amid the brambles ten thousand gloomy faces hide<br \/>\nTheir sorrow songs shatter the earth day and night<br \/>\nBound to my homeland\u2019s conditions my mind finds no rest<br \/>\nIn silence I hear shattering thunder arrests<\/p>\n<p>\u7121\u984c\u00a0\u00a0 (1937)<\/p>\n<p>\u6163\u65bc\u9577\u591c\u904e\u6625\u6642\u00a0 \u6308\u5a66\u5c07\u96db\u9b22\u6709\u7d72<br \/>\n\u5922\u88e1\u4f9d\u7a00\u6148\u6bcd\u6dda\u00a0 \u57ce\u982d\u8b8a\u5e7b\u5927\u738b\u65d7<br \/>\n\u5fcd\u770b\u670b\u8f29\u6210\u65b0\u9b3c\u00a0 \u6012\u5411\u5200\u53e2\u8993\u5c0f\u8a69<br \/>\n\u541f\u7f77\u4f4e\u7709\u7121\u5beb\u8655\u00a0 \u6708\u5149\u5982\u6c34\u7167\u7dc7\u8863<\/p>\n<p>Untitled\u00a0 \u00a0(1937)<br \/>\n(In memory of the Forgotten)<\/p>\n<p>Spring is spent in lengthy endless nights<br \/>\nTemples grey I find refuge with my children and wife by my side<br \/>\nIn dreams I vaguely see my mother teary<br \/>\nOn city gates banners of bandits change daily<br \/>\nMy heart knows no peace seeing friends die with no word<br \/>\nIn wrath I seek meek verses in a forest of wavy swords<br \/>\nI frown after chants finding no place to write them down<br \/>\nThe moon beams shine like water on my thin black gown<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u7b54\u5ba2\u8a9a\u00a0\u00a0 (1931) \u7121\u60c5\u672a\u5fc5\u771f\u8c6a\u5091 \u6190\u5b50\u5982\u4f55\u4e0d\u4e08\u592b \u77e5\u5426\u8208\u98a8\u72c2\u562f\u8005 \u56de\u7738\u6642\u770b\u5c0f\u65bc\u83df Reply to a Friend in Irony\u00a0\u00a0 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