{"id":16398,"date":"2013-09-13T09:09:46","date_gmt":"2013-09-13T13:09:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=16398"},"modified":"2013-10-31T22:18:30","modified_gmt":"2013-11-01T02:18:30","slug":"a-selection-of-autunm-poems-by-fan-cheng-da-1126-1193-tr-by-kong-shiu-loon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=16398","title":{"rendered":"A Selection of Autunm Poems by Fan Cheng Da (1126-1193) Tr. by Kong Shiu Loon"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>\u300a\u79cb\u65e5\u7530\u56ed\u6742<\/b><b>\u5174\u300b<\/b>__\u8303\u6210\u5927 (1226-1193)<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/mid-autumn_e.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-16411\" alt=\"mid-autumn_e\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/mid-autumn_e-166x300.jpg\" width=\"104\" height=\"189\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/mid-autumn_e-166x300.jpg 166w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/mid-autumn_e.jpg 382w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 104px) 100vw, 104px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Autumn (7)<\/p>\n<p>\u4e2d\u79cb\u5168\u666f\u5c5e\u6f5c\u592b\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u68f9\u5165\u7a7a\u660e\u770b\u592a\u6e56<br \/>\n\u8eab\u5916\u6c34\u5929\u94f6\u4e00\u8272\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u57ce\u4e2d\u6709\u6b64\u6708\u660e\u65e0<\/p>\n<p>How beautiful the Mid-Autumn Fest it\u2019s all for me<br \/>\nI sail in the serene clear space the TaiLake I\u2019ll see<br \/>\nBeyond my soul water and sky a silver constellation<br \/>\nI wonder how city folks could see such illumination<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Autumn (2)<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/door_e.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-16400\" alt=\"door_e\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/door_e-194x300.jpg\" width=\"109\" height=\"168\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/door_e-194x300.jpg 194w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/door_e.jpg 573w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 109px) 100vw, 109px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\u6731\u95e8\u5de7\u5915\u6cb8\u6b22\u58f0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u7530\u820d\u9ec4\u660f\u9759\u63a9\u6243<br \/>\n\u7537\u89e3\u7275\u725b\u5973\u80fd\u7ec7\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u4e0d\u987b\u5fbc\u798f\u6e21\u6cb3\u661f<\/p>\n<p>Behind crimson doors laughter and songs thrive<br \/>\nAt dusk the farmer closes his door for a quiet night<br \/>\nThe husband leads in his oxen the wife cares for her weave<br \/>\nHappy are they on earth more than in celestial sphere<\/p>\n<p><b>Autumn (3)<\/b><b> <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/silkworm_e.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-16403\" alt=\"silkworm_e\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/silkworm_e-187x300.jpg\" width=\"101\" height=\"162\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/silkworm_e-187x300.jpg 187w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/silkworm_e.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 101px) 100vw, 101px\" \/><\/a><\/b><\/p>\n<p>\u6a58\u8839\u5982\u8695\u5165\u5316\u673a\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u679d\u95f4\u5782\u8327\u4f3c\u84d1\u8863<br \/>\n\u5ffd\u7136\u8715\u4f5c\u591a\u82b1\u8776\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u7fc5\u7c89\u624d\u4e7e\u4fbf\u5b66\u98de\u3002<\/p>\n<p>Like tangerine growth the silkworm is in transformation mote<br \/>\nA cocoon dangles on a bough flexi as a bamboo-leave coat<br \/>\nOf a sudden it blossoms into a multi-colored moth<br \/>\nSoon as its wings dry it stretches out to fly forth<\/p>\n<p><b>Autumn (4)<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/watch_e.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-16407\" alt=\"watch_e\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/watch_e-192x300.jpg\" width=\"104\" height=\"162\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/watch_e-192x300.jpg 192w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/watch_e.jpg 510w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 104px) 100vw, 104px\" \/><\/a><\/b><\/p>\n<p>\u9759\u770b\u6a90\u86db\u7ed3\u7f51\u4f4e\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u65e0\u7aef\u59a8\u788d\u5c0f\u866b\u98de<br \/>\n\u873b\u8712\u5012\u6302\u8702\u513f\u7a98\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u50ac\u5524\u5c71\u7ae5\u4e3a\u89e3\u56f4<\/p>\n<p>I quietly watch the spider weaving its web under the eave<br \/>\nIt plots to catch small insects flying pass the web sieve<br \/>\nA dragonfly hanging on its tail and a bee struggling to free<br \/>\nI send an idling boy to release the victims from siege<\/p>\n<p><b>Autumn (5)<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/complete_e.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-16408\" alt=\"complete_e\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/complete_e-177x300.jpg\" width=\"106\" height=\"180\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/complete_e-177x300.jpg 177w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/complete_e.jpg 513w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 106px) 100vw, 106px\" \/><\/a><\/b><\/p>\n<p>\u5782\u6210\u7a51\u4e8b\u82e6\u8270\u96be\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u5fcc\u96e8\u5acc\u98ce\u66f4\u602f\u5bd2<br \/>\n\u724b\u8bc9\u5929\u516c\u4f11\u63a0\u5269\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u534a\u8d4f\u79c1\u503a\u534a\u8f93\u5b98<\/p>\n<p>Farming for grain is hardship not easy to endure<br \/>\nUntimely rain, wind and cold are feared<br \/>\nWe beg for mercy that harvest is not all taken away<br \/>\nHalf goes to pay for debts half goes to taxes in sway<\/p>\n<p><b>Autumn (6)<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/autumn-comes_e.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-16410\" alt=\"autumn comes_e\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/autumn-comes_e-160x300.jpg\" width=\"91\" height=\"170\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/autumn-comes_e-160x300.jpg 160w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/autumn-comes_e.jpg 374w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 91px) 100vw, 91px\" \/><\/a><\/b><\/p>\n<p>\u79cb\u6765\u53ea\u6015\u96e8\u5782\u5782\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u7532\u5b50\u65e0\u4e91\u4e07\u4e8b\u5b9c<br \/>\n\u83b7\u7a3b\u6bd5\u5de5\u968f\u6652\u8c37\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u76f4\u987b\u6674\u5230\u5165\u4ed3\u65f6<\/p>\n<p>Autumn comes our only concern is to see rain<br \/>\nAll is well if clouds stay thin and faint<br \/>\nHarvests done the unthreshed grains spread out to sun<br \/>\nWe pray for sunny days until all grains are in the barn<\/p>\n<p><b>Autumn (12)<a href=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/new-frost_e.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-16413\" alt=\"new frost_e\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/new-frost_e-182x300.jpg\" width=\"109\" height=\"180\" srcset=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/new-frost_e-182x300.jpg 182w, https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/09\/new-frost_e.jpg 432w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 109px) 100vw, 109px\" \/><\/a><\/b><\/p>\n<p>\u65b0\u971c\u5f7b\u6653\u62a5\u79cb\u6df1\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u67d3\u5c3d\u9752\u6797\u4f5c\u7f2c\u6797<br \/>\n\u60df\u6709\u6a58\u56ed\u98ce\u666f\u5f02\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u78a7\u4e1b\u4e1b\u91cc\u4e07\u9ec4\u91d1<\/p>\n<p>New frost through the night marks autumn deep<br \/>\nYesterday\u2019s green forest now invites a broidered peep<br \/>\nBehold the scenic extraordinaire of my orange grove<br \/>\nAmid layers of emerald trees hang ten thousand orbs of gold<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u300a\u79cb\u65e5\u7530\u56ed\u6742\u5174\u300b__\u8303\u6210\u5927 (1226-1193) Autumn (7) \u4e2d\u79cb\u5168\u666f\u5c5e\u6f5c\u592b\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u68f9\u5165\u7a7a\u660e\u770b\u592a\u6e56 \u8eab\u5916\u6c34\u5929\u94f6\u4e00\u8272\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u57ce\u4e2d\u6709\u6b64\u6708\u660e\u65e0 How beautiful the Mid-Autumn Fest it\u2019s all for me I sail in the serene clear space the TaiLake I\u2019ll see Beyond my soul water and sky a silver constellation I wonder how &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=16398\">Continue reading <span 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