{"id":19584,"date":"2014-11-16T19:52:39","date_gmt":"2014-11-17T00:52:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=19584"},"modified":"2015-03-19T21:54:58","modified_gmt":"2015-03-20T01:54:58","slug":"%e3%80%8a%e9%99%b3%e6%af%851901-1977-%e8%a9%a9%e9%81%b8%e3%80%8b%e6%b1%9f%e7%b4%b9%e5%80%ab%e8%8b%b1%e8%ad%af","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=19584","title":{"rendered":"\u300a\u9673\u6bc5(1901-1972) \u8a69\u8a5e\u9078\u300b\u6c5f\u7d39\u502b\u82f1\u8b6f"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u300aChenYi (1901-1972) selected poems\u300b\u6c5f\u7d39\u502b\u82f1\u8b6f<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u300a\u61b6\u4ea1 (1932)\u300b\u300aRemembering My Wife (1932)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u6cc9\u5c71\u6e3a\u6e3a\u6c5d\u4f55\u4e4b\u00a0 On hills under the yellow spring how are you
\n\u68c0\u70b9\u9057\u7bc7\u51e0\u9996\u8bd7\u00a0 Among papers you left are poems in view
\n\u82b3\u5f71\u5982\u751f\u968f\u5904\u5728\u00a0 Your images alive on pages here and there
\n\u4f9d\u7a00\u95e8\u89d2\u89c1\u7389\u59ff\u00a0 By the door I seem to see a cold beauty hither<\/p>\n

\u68c0\u70b9\u9057\u7bc7\u51e0\u9996\u8bd7\u00a0 Among papers you left are poems in view
\n\u51e0\u56de\u8bfb\u7f62\u51e0\u56de\u75f4\u00a0 Whenever I read them I am with you
\n\u4eba\u95f4\u603b\u6bd4\u5929\u5802\u597d\u00a0 Compare to heaven earth is a better place to be
\n\u5bbf\u613f\u80fd\u507f\u8fde\u7406\u679d\u00a0 With you in wedlock my wish has become real<\/p>\n

\u4f9d\u7a00\u95e8\u89d2\u89c1\u7389\u59ff\u00a0 By the door I seem to see a cold beauty hither
\n\u5b9a\u775b\u77e5\u8bef\u5f3a\u81ea\u652f\u00a0 The shadows gone I know not whither
\n\u9001\u846c\u5f52\u6765\u51c9\u6708\u591c\u00a0 Home from your funeral a cold moon this night
\n\u6cc9\u5c71\u6e3a\u6e3a\u6c5d\u4f55\u4e4b\u00a0 On hills under the yellow spring how you might<\/p>\n

\u9769\u547d\u751f\u6daf\u90fd\u8bf4\u597d \u00a0People say revolution is a life so good
\n\u519b\u524d\u6548\u529b\u6b7b\u8fd8\u9ad8\u00a0 Devotion to the army death a noble toot
\n\u8270\u96be\u56f0\u82e6\u5e73\u5e38\u4e8b\u00a0 Hardship and confinement are days so normal
\n\u4e27\u5076\u4e2d\u5e74\u6cea\u66f4\u6ed4\u00a0 Losing a wife at mid-age tears torrentially flow<\/p>\n

\u300a\u767b\u5927\u5ebe\u5dba (1935)\u300b\u300aClimbing Mt. Dayu (1935)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u5927\u5ebe\u5cad\u4e0a\u66ae\u5929\u4f4e\u00a0 Above Mt. Dayu the sky hangs low in the eve
\n\u6b27\u4e9a\u98ce\u4e91\u671b\u6b32\u8ff7\u00a0 European and Asian affairs seen in misty unease
\n\u56fd\u8d3c\u5356\u5c3d\u4e00\u6294\u571f\u00a0 Bits of our motherland a traitor had sold
\n\u5f25\u5929\u70fd\u706b\u4e3e\u7ea2\u65d7\u00a0 Defense flames burn all over red flags uphold<\/p>\n

\u300a\u4e09\u5341\u4e94\u6b72\u751f\u65e5\u5bc4\u61f7 (1936)\u300b\u300aOn My Thirty-fifth Birthday (1936)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u5927\u519b\u897f\u53bb\u6c14\u5982\u8679\u00a0 Going west our army spirit like a rainbow
\n\u4e00\u5c40\u5357\u5929\u6218\u53c8\u91cd\u00a0 Beneath the south sky a battle again unfold
\n\u534a\u58c1\u6cb3\u5c71\u6c89\u8840\u6d77\u00a0 Half of our motherland is in a bloody sea
\n\u51e0\u591a\u77e5\u53cb\u5316\u6c99\u866b\u00a0 Many a bosom friend killed and buried beneath
\n\u65e5\u641c\u591c\u527f\u4eba\u72b9\u5728\u00a0 Searched in days and attacked by night we survived
\n\u4e07\u6b7b\u5343\u4f24\u9b3c\u4ea6\u96c4\u00a0 Ten thousand dead and wounded as ghosts we are alive
\n\u7269\u5230\u6781\u65f6\u7ec8\u5fc5\u53d8\u00a0 Tested to the limits events must surely change
\n\u5929\u7ffb\u5730\u8986\u4e94\u6d32\u7ea2\u00a0 Whence heaven and earth turn motherland will color red<\/p>\n

\u300a\u91ce\u71df (1936)\u300b\u300aField Camps (1936)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u6076\u98ce\u66b4\u96e8\u4f4f\u65e0\u5bb6\u00a0 Threshing rain in harsh winds no home possible
\n\u65e5\u65e5\u91ce\u8425\u8f6c\u6218\u8f66\u00a0 Day after day our field camps move with war vehicles
\n\u51b7\u98df\u5145\u80a0\u6d88\u6c38\u663c\u00a0 Cold foods fill our guts hunger remains all day
\n\u7981\u58f0\u626a\u8671\u5bf9\u5c71\u82b1\u00a0 We quash louses silently wild flowers we face
\n\u5fae\u77f3\u7ec8\u80fd\u586b\u8840\u6d77\u00a0 Stones however small can fill up a bloody sea
\n\u5927\u519b\u9065\u795d\u6e21\u91d1\u6c99\u00a0 We wish our soldiers luck crossing the Jinsha River
\n\u957f\u591c\u65e0\u706f\u51dd\u671b\u773c\u00a0 In dark nights we can see leaving lamps behind
\n\u5305\u80e5\u5fc3\u4e8b\u53d1\u521d\u534e\u00a0 The legendary judge his noble deeds kindle our minds<\/p>\n

\u300a\u5143\u591c\u706b\u70ac\u904a\u884c(1938)\u300b\u300aFire Parade on Evening of New Year\u2019s Day (1938)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u5f52\u6765\u5927\u9189\u6b4c\u5143\u591c\u00a0 We welcome the new year singing and drunk on way home
\n\u706b\u70ac\u70e7\u5929\u62e5\u4e07\u4eba\u00a0 The sky red with ten thousand framing torches in hold
\n\u5982\u6b64\u519b\u6c11\u90a6\u56fd\u76db\u00a0 Citizens and soldiers in joint celebration a big event in motherland
\n\u5f85\u770b\u6218\u80dc\u4fdd\u548c\u5e73\u00a0 We will win the defense war soon to exalt peace on this land<\/p>\n

\u300a\u5143\u65e6\u516c\u5bb4 (1939)\u300b\u300aThe New Year Banquet (1939)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u5ce8\u51a0\u535a\u5e26\u670b\u6ee1\u5ea7\u00a0 In smart uniform friends fill up the hall
\n\u8033\u70ed\u9152\u9163\u610f\u6c14\u8c6a\u00a0 Ears red after few drinks we loudly call
\n\u4e09\u5e74\u6297\u6218\u4eca\u671d\u4e50\u00a0 After two years of wars we enjoy ourselves today
\n\u7834\u654c\u6536\u4eac\u8d56\u6211\u66f9\u00a0 The enemy in defeat the Capital is ours again<\/p>\n

\u300a\u7531\u5ba3\u57ce\u6cdb\u6e56\u6771\u4e0b (1939)\u300b\u300aBoating Eastward on the Lake (1939)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u656c\u4ead\u5c71\u4e0b\u6a79\u58f0\u67d4\u00a0 Beneath Mt. Jinting oars on my skiff gently sing
\n\u96e8\u6d12\u6c5f\u5929\u4f3c\u68a6\u6e38\u00a0 Rains keeping sky and water misty I travel like dreaming
\n\u674e\u8c22\u8bd7\u9b42\u4eca\u5728\u5426\u00a0 Would I meet the spirits of poets Li and Xie herein
\n\u6e56\u5149\u7167\u7834\u4e07\u5e74\u6101\u00a0 Ten thousand years of concerns reflected in ripples\u2019 gleam<\/p>\n

\u300a\u4f73\u671f (1940)\u300b\u300aWedding Day (1940)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u70db\u5f71\u6447\u7ea2\u559c\u53ef\u77e5\u00a0 Red candlelight waves to greet this happy day
\n\u50ac\u5986\u4e3a\u8d4b\u5c0f\u4e54\u8bd7\u00a0 Undoing your make-up you busy with poetry
\n\u540c\u5fc3\u80fd\u507f\u6d51\u7591\u68a6\u00a0 How grant it is our hearts join could this be a dream
\n\u6ce8\u76ee\u76f8\u770b\u4e0d\u8bed\u65f6\u00a0 Eyes meet in silence our love showing in gleams
\n\u4e00\u7b11\u8270\u96be\u6210\u5f80\u4e8b\u00a0 In a smile we put all past hardships away
\n\u5171\u76df\u594b\u52c9\u8bb0\u4f73\u671f\u00a0 We vow to love with mutual support in future days
\n\u767e\u5e74\u4e00\u543b\u53ee\u549b\u540e\u00a0 We kiss to tell one another ours is a hundred-year affair
\n\u660e\u6708\u6765\u7aa5\u591c\u6b63\u8fdf\u00a0 The moon peeps in at late night her well-wishes fair<\/p>\n

\u300a\u8a18\u907a\u8a00 (1940)\u300b\u300aA Will \u2013 By a Wounded Female Comrade (1940)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u9769\u547d\u6d41\u8840\u4e0d\u6d41\u6cea\u00a0 A revolutionary sheds blood but not tear
\n\u751f\u6b7b\u5bfb\u5e38\u65e0\u6028\u5c24\u00a0 Living and dead uncertain imbuing no blame or fear
\n\u78a7\u8840\u957f\u6c5f\u6d41\u4e0d\u5c3d\u00a0 Bloods flow like Yangzi currents never ends
\n\u4e00\u8a00\u4e5d\u9f0e\u91cd\u5343\u79cb\u00a0 A promise in nine vessels will last years hundreds of tens<\/p>\n

\u300a\u5167\u4eba\u6771\u4f86\u672a\u81f3–\u591c\u6709\u4f5c (1941)\u300b\u300aWaiting for My Wife Home from East (1941)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u8db3\u97f3\u5e38\u5728\u8033\u95f4\u9e23\u00a0 Your footsteps ring in my ears incessant
\n\u4e00\u8def\u98ce\u6ce2\u68a6\u4e0d\u6210\u00a0 Knowing your travel in trouble I dream for a solution
\n\u6f0f\u5c3d\u56db\u66f4\u5929\u672a\u6653\u00a0 Listening to the time dripper at dawn
\n\u6708\u660e\u77e5\u6211\u6b64\u65f6\u60c5\u00a0 The moon bears witness to my anxious concerns<\/p>\n

\u300a\u201c\u4e03\u4e03\u201d \u4e94\u9031\u5e74\u611f\u61f7 (1942)\u300b<\/strong>
\n \u300aThoughts on the Fifth Anniversary of Japanese Invasion (1942)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u5373\u4eca\u6297\u6218\u8270\u96be\u65e5\u00a0 Today marks the difficult war against the Japanese invasion
\n\u7d2f\u7d2f\u65b0\u575f\u542f\u6211\u601d\u00a0 Increasing new tombs inspire me to find a viable solution
\n\u4e94\u5e74\u78a7\u8840\u7ffb\u6ca7\u6d77\u00a0 Five years of blood shed awake people in our motherland
\n\u4e00\u7247\u4e39\u5fc3\u7167\u6c49\u65d7\u00a0 Sons and daughters defended our Han tradition at length
\n\u56fd\u4e2d\u5fcd\u89c1\u513f\u7687\u7acb\u00a0 We tolerated a child-emperor on a false throne
\n\u671d\u5185\u60df\u8c0b\u8401\u8c46\u708a\u00a0 Fighting between siblings readily condoned
\n\u4e5d\u4ede\u4e3a\u5c71\u4e89\u4e00\u7bd1\u00a0 People struggle to gain a basket offering nine measures of hills
\n\u540c\u4ec7\u6562\u4e0e\u4ebf\u6c11\u671f\u00a0 All of our billion people will rise to eliminate the common foe<\/p>\n

\u300a\u5927\u67f3\u5df7\u6625\u904a (1943)\u300b\u300aOn Willow Lane in Spring (1943)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u6dee\u6c34\u4e2d\u5206\u67f3\u5df7\u6d32\u00a0 On Huai River\u2019s mid-course stands a land full of willows
\n\u5e73\u6c99\u7eff\u91ce\u5ae9\u4e1d\u62bd\u00a0 Smooth sands and green fields assure tendrils gently flow
\n\u6625\u90ca\u8bd5\u9a6c\u4f18\u6e38\u751a\u00a0 Leisurely I test my steed this fine day of spring
\n\u96be\u5f97\u6d6e\u751f\u4f3c\u767d\u9e25\u00a0 How often is life free as a gull exempt from strain<\/p>\n

\u4e3a\u60dc\u6625\u6b8b\u5171\u4e3e\u676f\u00a0 With affection we drink to say adieu to spring
\n\u756a\u756a\u98ce\u96e8\u82e6\u76f8\u50ac\u00a0 Incessant winds and rains hurry her leaving
\n\u4eba\u95f4\u597d\u666f\u968f\u65f6\u5728\u00a0 Beautiful scenes in humanity exist everywhere
\n\u6ee1\u773c\u68a8\u82b1\u9526\u4f5c\u5806\u00a0 Pear flowers in piles before our eyes appear<\/p>\n

\u5341\u91cc\u957f\u6dee\u6b65\u6708\u8fdf\u00a0 Along ten li of the Huai I walk by the moon late at night
\n\u9611\u73ca\u706f\u706b\u542f\u60c5\u601d\u00a0 Lanterns ablaze inspire affective thoughts nigh
\n\u65e7\u6b4c\u4e0d\u538c\u4eba\u542b\u7b11\u00a0 Singing old songs we laugh to our hearts content
\n\u6297\u6218\u65b0\u58f0\u66f4\u5c55\u7709\u00a0 Our eyes bright with new battle hymns attained<\/p>\n

\u300a\u6dee\u6cb3\u665a\u773a (1943)\u300b\u300aNight Watch at the Huai River (1943)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u67f3\u5cb8\u6c99\u660e\u5bf9\u5915\u6656\u00a0 Willows standing on glittering sands in the evening hue
\n\u957f\u5929\u6dee\u6c34\u9e5c\u4e89\u98de\u00a0 Above the Huai River cranes compete to fly in my view
\n\u4e91\u5c71\u5165\u773c\u78a7\u7a7a\u5c3d\u00a0 Watching hill-like clouds expanding in the wide sky
\n\u6211\u6b32\u9a91\u9cb8\u8dcb\u6d6a\u5f52\u00a0 How I wish to ride a whale to conquer waves to go home<\/p>\n

\u300a\u904e\u6d2a\u6fa4\u6e56 (1943)\u300b\u300aPassing Through Marshy Lake (1943)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u6241\u821f\u98de\u8dc3\u8d81\u6674\u7a7a\u00a0 Our skiff speeds forward under a sky clear from pollute
\n\u659c\u62b9\u6e56\u5929\u5915\u9633\u7ea2\u00a0 Above the lake the evening sky a glowing rouge
\n\u591c\u6e21\u6d45\u6c99\u60ca\u5bbf\u9e1f\u00a0 Passing through the sandy waters we wake up birds roosting
\n\u6653\u884c\u67f3\u5cb8\u96ea\u82b1\u9aa2\u00a0 At dawn my white steed and I pace the willowy bank so pleasing<\/p>\n

\u300a\u518d\u904e\u65e7\u9ec3\u6cb3(1943)\u300b\u300aCrossing the Old Yellow River (1943)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u6545\u9053\u9ec4\u6cb3\u5343\u91cc\u6c99\u00a0 A thousand li of sand marks the ancient Yellow River course
\n\u65c5\u9014\u6295\u5bbf\u4e8c\u4e09\u5bb6\u00a0 In passing I search for lodging times three or four
\n\u9ec4\u660f\u7ec6\u96e8\u4eba\u4e0d\u5bd0\u00a0 Drizzles all evening I sleep at no time
\n\u5924\u591c\u9694\u7a97\u6570\u96ea\u82b1\u00a0 Behind window I count snow flakes all night<\/p>\n

\u300a\u7531\u592a\u884c\u5c71\u897f\u884c\u963b\u96ea(1944)\u300b\u300aGoing West of Taiheng Stranded in Snow (1944)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u6211\u8fc7\u592a\u884c\u5c71\u00a0 To Mt. Taiheng westward I cross
\n\u745e\u96ea\u81ea\u5929\u5815\u00a0 Favored snow from heaven falls
\n\u9ad8\u5cf0\u94f8\u94f6\u9f0e\u00a0 Silver vessels crown the peak
\n\u6df1\u8c37\u62e5\u7389\u5ea7\u00a0 Down deep valley fertile fields sit
\n\u7b56\u9a6c\u4e0d\u80fd\u884c\u00a0 I urge my steed it refuses to proceed
\n\u5c71\u6751\u5f92\u67af\u5750\u00a0 Stranded in a mountain village I\u2019m alone indeed<\/p>\n

\u51b0\u96ea\u4f55\u65f6\u878d\u00a0 Who knows when the ice would melt
\n\u5f81\u7a0b\u4ece\u6b64\u9519\u00a0 Our march thus forced to quell
\n\u591c\u6df1\u5bf9\u6697\u58c1\u00a0 At night I ponder facing a dim wall
\n\u6447\u6447\u5f71\u81ea\u548c\u00a0 Many shadows shift ending in harmony
\n\u6b8b\u706f\u4e0d\u6210\u7ea2\u00a0 The dying lamp fading red lights flicker
\n\u96ea\u6253\u7a97\u7eb8\u7834\u00a0 Beating snow penetrates the window paper<\/p>\n

\u887e\u5bd2\u96be\u5165\u68a6\u00a0 My cold quilt helps me not to dream
\n\u9669\u97f5\u8bd7\u81ea\u8bfe\u00a0 Writing poems good thoughts stream
\n\u6d69\u6b4c\u8d4b\u592a\u884c\u00a0 Fervently I sing for Mt. Taiheng mighty
\n\u58ee\u5fd7\u4e0d\u53ef\u593a\u00a0 Who could stop my will to strive widely
\n\u6b4c\u7f62\u795d\u5929\u6653\u00a0 Ending my songs I pray for dawn
\n\u4e00\u97ad\u6c7e\u6cb3\u8fc7\u00a0 On a whip my steed jumps over river Fen<\/p>\n

\u300aTune:Yu the Beautiful_Spring night(1944)\u300b\u300a\u865e\u7f8e\u4eba\u00b7\u6625\u591c(1944)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u6599\u5ced\u6625\u5bd2\u4eba\u4e0d\u5bd0\u00a0 Up in cliffy mountain in spring sleep unease
\n\u6751\u72ac\u58f0\u58f0\u5420\u00a0 Dogs in villages bark incessantly
\n\u51e0\u756a\u63a8\u6795\u8d77\u6311\u706f\u00a0 More than once I get up to light a lamp
\n\u6237\u5916\u661f\u5149\u5189\u5189\u6708\u534e\u751f\u00a0 A sky of stars flicker a moon luminous<\/p>\n

\u6e38\u4e1d\u4e07\u4e08\u5e94\u96be\u7cfb\u00a0 A traveler\u2019s yearning far and free
\n\u5ba2\u68a6\u6ce2\u5343\u91cc\u00a0 His dream reaches a thousand li
\n\u4e00\u756a\u68c0\u70b9\u4e00\u756a\u6101\u00a0 He arranges his baggage and sits to worry
\n\u6070\u4f3c\u7985\u5bb6\u68d2\u559d\u6b63\u5f53\u5934\u00a0 A hit in the head by a Chan master makes him happy<\/p>\n

\u300a\u6eab\u6cc9\u665a\u6b65(1956)\u300b \u300aAn Evening Walk at Hot Spring (1956)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u6765\u5230\u6eaa\u5c71\u7edd\u80dc\u5904\u00a0 I arrive at Stream Hill a scenic resort ultimate
\n\u5b89\u6392\u7b14\u781a\u5373\u4e3a\u5bb6\u00a0 Bringing inkwell and brush my home is made
\n\u770b\u7f62\u7011\u5e03\u5929\u8272\u665a\u00a0 After watching the waterfall the day turns into eve
\n\u7f13\u7f13\u6234\u6708\u8d70\u6eaa\u6c99\u00a0 Slowly the moon ascends shining river sands in relief<\/p>\n

\u300a\u5e7f\u4e1c(1957)\u300b \u300aGuangdong (1957)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u9ad8\u9601\u7f8a\u57ce\u63a5\u5927\u8352\u00a0 The Goat City stands overlooking a big plain
\n\u9a8b\u6000\u6781\u671b\u90c1\u82cd\u82cd\u00a0 Layers of vegetation and woods loaming green
\n\u56db\u65f6\u6625\u6c14\u8363\u82b1\u6728\u00a0 Flowers and shrubs thrive in spring in all seasons
\n\u5343\u8f7d\u5510\u97f3\u542c\u7ca4\u8154\u00a0 A thousand years of Tang language and Cantonese vision
\n\u6d77\u8236\u767e\u5e74\u6765\u7978\u60a3\u00a0 Foreign ships in a century invade creating calamity
\n\u8c2a\u4eba\u5386\u4ee3\u5bcc\u7bc7\u7ae0\u00a0 Poets over the ages their works rich in creativity
\n\u6700\u662f\u4eba\u6c11\u9769\u547d\u597d\u00a0 Grand is this revolution by the common people
\n\u9ec4\u82b1\u5c97\u8fde\u7ea2\u82b1\u5c97\u00a0 The hills of Yellow Flower and Red Flower burials<\/p>\n

\u4e8c\u4e07\u5e74\u524d\u6b64\u6d77\u53e3\u00a0 Where the Pearl met the ocean\u00a0twenty thousand years ago
\n\u800c\u4eca\u51b2\u79ef\u6c47\u73e0\u6c5f\u00a0 Today\u2019s Pearl Delta a land fertile for all vegetation growths
\n\u767d\u4e91\u8354\u6e7e\u5c71\u6c34\u7eff\u00a0 The White Cloud Hill and the Leizi Bay witness waters green
\n\u82b3\u6751\u82b1\u5730\u8349\u6728\u9999\u00a0 Villages feature flowers and trees their fragrance in the wind
\n\u6f6e\u6c55\u519c\u4ea7\u5343\u65a4\u53bf\u00a0 The Cao-Shan districts are famous for agricultural production
\n\u8fde\u97f6\u77ff\u85cf\u4ebf\u5428\u91cf\u00a0 The Ancient Pass north houses minerals waiting for excavation
\n\u767e\u7ca4\u81ea\u6765\u5f62\u80dc\u5730\u00a0 A hundred tribes had converged to thrive in this beautiful land
\n\u4eba\u6c11\u5efa\u8bbe\u66f4\u751f\u5149\u00a0 Today\u2019s new construction by the people a luminous trend<\/p>\n

\u300a\u9577\u6c5f\u5927\u6865(1956)\u300b\u300aThe Yangzi River Bridge (1956)\u300b\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u5927\u6c5f\u6ce2\u6d6a\u517c\u5929\u6e67\u00a0 Torrents of the Yangzi soar high near the sky
\n\u5357\u5317\u96be\u903e\u4e07\u53e4\u540c\u00a0 North and south of China are perennial divides
\n\u800c\u4eca\u5efa\u8bbe\u5f00\u65b0\u9762\u00a0 Today\u2019s construction opens a perspective new
\n\u9244\u6865\u98de\u67b6\u4f3c\u957f\u8679\u00a0 A bridge of irons flies a rainbow in view<\/p>\n

\u9244\u6865\u98de\u67b6\u4f3c\u957f\u8679\u00a0 A bridge of irons flies a rainbow in view
\n\u6c5f\u5317\u6c5f\u5357\u4e00\u8f68\u901a\u00a0 North and south of the river connected by a rail
\n\u5f85\u9996\u4e94\u6d32\u901a\u4e00\u8ecc\u00a0 Whence this rail links all of China in transportation
\n\u5171\u5e86\u5bf0\u7403\u8fdb\u5927\u540c \u00a0A unified world of peace and equality in celebration<\/p>\n

\u300a\u904a\u8607\u5824(1964)\u300b\u300aThe Su Dyke on West Lake (1964)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u65e5\u66dc\u6668\u6e38\u6e56\u4e4b\u4e1c\u00a0 East of West Lake I tour in the morning glow
\n\u5ae9\u9ec4\u8377\u53f6\u6620\u6674\u7a7a\u00a0 A clear sky mirrors water lilies in tender yellow
\n\u4e58\u8239\u6253\u6868\u82cf\u5824\u671b\u00a0 Rowing my skiff oars swift the Su Dyke appears
\n\u5f7c\u6b64\u5747\u5728\u753b\u56fe\u4e2d\u00a0 Both man and scenery seen in a painting so clear<\/p>\n

\u300a\u8776\u6200\u82b1: \u52a0\u5fb7\u6eff\u90fd\u6668\u671b(1965)\u300b<\/strong>
\n \u300aTune: Butterfly Loves Flower__Kathmandu Seen in the Morning (1965)\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u96e8\u540e\u96c4\u90fd\u6e05\u53c8\u4e3d\u00a0 The Capital a serene beauty after a wash by rain
\n\u68b3\u63a0\u671d\u9633\u00a0 The sun\u2019s rays caress all of it in the morning
\n\u8584\u96fe\u98de\u8fd8\u805a\u00a0 A touch of pale fogs come in and go away
\n\u7fe0\u5cad\u82cd\u5d16\u56f4\u7d20\u58c1\u00a0 The mountain nests green tops and cliffs in grey
\n\u7ea2\u57a3\u91d1\u5854\u7a7f\u6797\u9645\u00a0 Pink walls and golden pyramids decorate verdant forests<\/p>\n

\u4e1c\u4f7f\u4e00\u884c\u5343\u4e07\u91cc\u00a0 Our diplomat to East Asia visit cities of interest
\n\u8d24\u4e3b\u5609\u5bbe\u00a0 Noble hosts greet humble guests
\n\u610f\u539a\u8c08\u80fd\u7ec6\u00a0 They exchange present challenges and future quests
\n\u559c\u9a6c\u62c9\u96c5\u5929\u63a5\u5730\u00a0 The Mahabharata a link between earth and heaven
\n\u53cb\u60c5\u98de\u8d8a\u9ad8\u96be\u8ba1\u00a0 Our friendship tall its heights beyond assessment<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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