{"id":19594,"date":"2014-11-17T20:21:22","date_gmt":"2014-11-18T01:21:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=19594"},"modified":"2015-03-23T08:26:14","modified_gmt":"2015-03-23T12:26:14","slug":"%e3%80%8a%e8%91%89%e5%8a%8d%e8%8b%b1%e8%a9%a9%e8%a9%9e%e9%81%b81897-1986%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=19594","title":{"rendered":"\u300a\u8449\u528d\u82f1(1897-1986) \u8a69\u8a5e\u9078\u300b\u6c5f\u7d39\u502b\u82f1\u8b6f"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u300a<\/strong>Ye Jiang Ying(1897-1986) selected poems<\/strong>\u300b\u6c5f\u7d39\u502b\u82f1\u8b6f<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u6cb9\u5ca9<\/strong>\u9898<\/strong>\u58c1<\/strong>(1915)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>Written on Oil Cliff(1915)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u653e\u773c\u9ad8\u6b4c\u6c14\u5410\u8679\u00a0 My will a rainbow I sing my aspirations high
\n\u4e5f\u66fe\u62d4\u5251\u89d2\u7fa4\u96c4\u00a0 Before this I had followed revolutionary men with pride
\n\u6211\u6765\u65e0\u9650\u5174\u4ea1\u611f\u00a0 Here I study to understand the rise and fall in history
\n\u6170\u795d\u82cd\u751f\u4e50\u5927\u540c\u00a0 I will work with my people towards universal equality<\/p>\n

Note<\/em><\/strong>: This poem was written when the poet first entered university in his hometown. He was 18 years old.
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\u300a\u96e8\u591c\u929c\u676f<\/strong>(1921)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>Drinking in a Raining Night(1921)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u96e8\u64bc\u9ad8\u697c\u9189\u4e0d\u6210\u00a0 Up the parlor in heavy rain \u2018tis time to drink high
\n\u7eb5\u6a2a\u8c6a\u6c14\u9152\u8fb9\u751f\u00a0 Spirit warmed by wine on history and the four seas we opine
\n\u4f1a\u5c06\u5251\u5323\u62fc\u5b64\u6ce8\u00a0 For revolution I devote with my sword drawn
\n\u53c8\u5411\u6beb\u9525\u6c69\u7eee\u60c5\u00a0 To poetry I write with my brush on and on
\n\u5165\u4e16\u59cb\u77e5\u8eab\u6cdb\u6cdb\u00a0 Entering society I find myself but ordinary
\n\u7ed3\u4ea4\u4fe6\u4fa3\u5c1a\u5e73\u5e73\u00a0 Friends engaged relations are not extraordinary
\n\u6101\u591a\u65e0\u8ba1\u5bfb\u6392\u9063\u00a0 In agitation I know not how to pass time
\n\u6f8e\u6e43\u58f0\u4f20\u9f13\u4e8c\u66f4\u00a0 The roaring waves keep me awake till\u00a0before midnight<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u5218\u4f2f\u627f\u540c\u5fd7\u4e94\u62fe\u5bff\u795d<\/strong>(1942)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u300a<\/strong>Wishing Comrade Liu Bai Cheng a Happy Fiftieth Birthday(1942)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u7ec6\u67f3\u8425\u4e2d\u5bc2\u4e0d\u54d7 \u00a0In the disciplined camps calm and alone
\n\u67aa\u57a3\u70ae\u5835\u5373\u543e\u5bb6\u00a0 Gun shots and cannon fire mark our home
\n\u5c06\u519b\u4e94\u5341\u4eba\u79f0\u5065\u00a0 A general vital at fifty years old
\n\u65b0\u5f97\u502d\u914b\u4e0d\u81ea\u5938\u00a0 You recently defeated the dwarfs deeds untold<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u548c\u6731\u5fb7\u540c\u5fd7<\/strong>\u8bd7<\/strong>(1943)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>In Harmony with a Poem by Comrade Zhude(1943)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u5c06\u519b\u83ab\u5531\u5927\u5200\u5934\u00a0 Did you sing the ancient victory song in echo
\n\u6dea\u9677\u5c71\u6cb3\u5bf8\u5bf8\u6536\u00a0 Reclaiming every inch of our lost hills and rills
\n\u52d2\u9a6c\u592a\u884c\u70df\u96fe\u5916\u00a0 I stop my steed outside the foggy Mt. Taiheng
\n\u52d2\u9a6c\u592a\u884c\u70df\u96fe\u5916\u00a0 Wishing to sing with you the poetic tune of Tongchou<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u9752<\/strong>\u5c9b<\/strong>(1954)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>At Qing Dao(1954)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u5c0f\u697c\u660e\u4e00\u89d2 \u00a0In a corner a small house stands upright
\n\u6df1\u9690\u7eff\u4e1b\u4e2d\u00a0 Amid green trees and shrubs it hides
\n\u6d77\u9614\u5929\u5982\u76d6\u00a0 The sky a cover for the sea so wide
\n\u5c71\u9065\u5c9b\u4f3c\u718a\u00a0 Watching distant mountains this island is bear like
\n\u8f7b\u6ce2\u5782\u9493\u53df\u00a0 Gentle waves caress an old man holding a fishing line
\n\u65ed\u65e5\u5f04\u6f6e\u7ae5\u00a0 At dawn he is a child playing with the tide
\n\u5ffd\u5fc6\u5218\u4ead\u957f\u00a0 The ancient Han Emperor\u2019s legacy comes to mind
\n\u82cd\u51c9\u5531\u5927\u98ce\u00a0 How he sang the victory song mighty and high<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u6e38\u7518<\/strong>\u8083<\/strong>(1956)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>Visiting Gansu(1956)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u94dc\u94c1\u7164\u6cb9\u904d\u8d70\u5eca\u00a0 The Western Corridor full of coal oil copper and iron ores
\n\u5f53\u5e74\u4eba\u9053\u662f\u6c99\u573a\u00a0 In history the ancients fought here in many wars
\n\u4f2b\u770b\u5de5\u5382\u6797\u7acb\u65e5\u00a0 I stop to watch a forest of factories mirroring the sun
\n\u6208\u58c1\u836b\u6210\u74dc\u679c\u4e61\u00a0 The shaded desert is home for melons and vegetables<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u6e38<\/strong>\u65b0\u5f4a<\/strong>(1956)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>Visiting Xinjiang(1956)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u8001\u5b50\u9752\u725b\u53bb\u4e0d\u8fd8\u00a0 On his oxen Laozi gone from here to wherever
\n\u800c\u4eca\u94bb\u63a2\u6ee1\u5929\u5c71\u00a0 In Tienshen today excavations in numbers ever
\n\u81ea\u4ece\u94c1\u9053\u901a\u897f\u57df\u00a0 Whence the railway arrive at this territory
\n\u767e\u4e07\u9752\u5e74\u5531\u51fa\u5173\u00a0 Millions of youths come for new opportunities<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u957f\u6c5f\u5927\u6865<\/strong>(1957)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>The Yangzi River Bridge (1957)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u9f9f\u86c7\u5bf9\u5cd9\u00a0 Tortoise and Snake hills stand guard in opposite sides
\n\u5343\u5e74\u6d4a\u6d6a\u6392\u7a7a\u8d77\u00a0 A thousand years of muddy waves to midair fly
\n\u6298\u621f\u6c89\u6c99\u00a0 Between crossing spears and sinking sands
\n\u82f1\u96c4\u6dd8\u5c3d\u00a0 How many heroes had perished hence
\n\u90fd\u65e0\u89c5\u5904\u00a0 Not known
\n\u5929\u516c\u53f9\u670d\u00a0 Celestial admirers sing praises in heaven
\n\u5730\u4e0a\u795e\u4ed9\u00a0 Down on earth immortals echo incessant
\n\u957f\u6865\u98de\u67b6\u00a0 A long bridge of flying metals
\n\u5357\u5317\u4e1c\u897f\u65e0\u963b\u00a0 Spanning to join together all four directions<\/p>\n

\u9065\u60f3\u94f6\u6cb3\u00a0 My mind wings to the Galaxy afar
\n\u659c\u7aa5\u725b\u5973\u00a0 Searching to find the Weaver and her lover
\n\u7aef\u7684\u4e4d\u60ca\u8fd8\u5992\u00a0 Such wonders and envy equal any weaver
\n\u6c5f\u5fc3\u72ec\u7acb\u00a0 At mid-river I stand alone
\n\u770b\u5deb\u5ce1\u5deb\u5c71\u00a0 To see the Wu Gorge cutting open the Wu Mountain
\n\u5934\u5434\u5c3e\u695a\u00a0 Head and tail of ancient nations
\n\u4efb\u6211\u4ece\u5bb9\u6307\u987e\u00a0 All in my finger tips
\n\u6d41\u6c34\u4e0d\u5173\u60c5\u00a0 The river flows abate any feelings
\n\u8ba9\u5b83\u6eda\u6eda\u4e1c\u53bb\u00a0 It rolls east in unsettling torrents<\/p>\n

\u300a\u7531\u4f2f\u529b\u8fd4\u5317\u4eac<\/strong>(1958)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>Back to Beijing from a Western Trip (1958)
\n<\/strong>\u5929\u7a7a\u6d77\u9614\u9a7e\u673a\u56de\u00a0 On the plane home high above the seas
\n\u4e07\u91cc\u5c71\u6cb3\u5165\u9152\u676f\u00a0 Thousands of miles of motherland seen in a cup of tea
\n\u6307\u70b9\u957f\u57ce\u5173\u7ade\u6d77\u00a0 On my finger tips the Great Wall extends sea to sea
\n\u601d\u5f52\u4eba\u4ea6\u7b11\u989c\u5f00\u00a0 In broad grins this returning son is so happy<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u8bbf\u5370\u5ea6\u56de\u56fd\u9014<\/strong>\u4e2d<\/strong>(1958)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>On Way Home from Visiting India (1958)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u7384\u5958\u897f\u6e38\u5341\u4e03\u5e74\u00a0 Monk Xuan Zhuang toured the west for years seventeen
\n\u8bbf\u56e2\u5f80\u590d\u56db\u65ec\u5929\u00a0 Our visit through this ancient country a month and days ten
\n\u95ee\u541b\u53d6\u5f97\u4f55\u7ecf\u5178\u00a0 Ask what sacred wisdom we have gained
\n\u53cb\u8c0a\u4e61\u60c5\u7eb8\u6ee1\u7bc7\u00a0 Friendship and neighborly good wishes on paper seen<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u6e05\u660e\u7531<\/strong>\u9547\u6c5f\u8fc7\u626c<\/strong>\u5dde<\/strong>(1958)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>Passing Yangzhou at Qing Ming (1958)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u95f2\u8e31\u8857\u5934\u627e\u53e4\u4e66\u00a0 I linger through the streets to find old books
\n\u80a9\u6469\u8e35\u63a5\u7b11\u7747\u4f59\u00a0 Rubbing shoulders in crowds on papers we look
\n\u90fd\u79f0\u8001\u677f\u9a6c\u5bb6\u5230\u00a0 People say the shopkeepers are connoisseurs of words
\n\u6211\u95ee\u541b\u66fe\u770b\u620f\u65e0\u00a0 I ask if they have watched dramas on global stages<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u83e9\u8428\u86ee<\/strong>: <\/strong>\u534e\u6c99\u516c\u56ed\u6000\u8096\u90a6<\/strong>(1958)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u300a<\/strong>Tune: Buddhist Dancer_Pinning for Chopin in Warsaw(1958)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u91d1\u9ec4\u79cb\u8272\u534e\u6c99\u597d\u00a0 Warsaw looks beautiful autumn colors in gold
\n\u8096\u90a6\u4f5c\u66f2\u5df4\u9ece\u8001\u00a0 Chopin composed music in Paris till old
\n\u98ce\u67f3\u626b\u6b8b\u9633\u00a0 In winds waving willows sweep away the dying sun
\n\u6414\u5934\u5ff5\u6545\u4e61\u00a0 I scratch my head to remember my home much fun
\n\u6625\u6765\u82b1\u7ade\u79c0\u00a0 Flowers in spring compete to bloom in their finest
\n\u9057\u66f2\u4eba\u4e89\u594f\u00a0 People compete to recite Chopin\u2019s music in their best
\n\u83ab\u53f9\u5c11\u77e5\u97f3\u00a0 Sigh not for the dearth of real admirers
\n\u4f2f\u7259\u6094\u788e\u7434\u00a0 Maestro Baiya regretted for his broken zither<\/p>\n

\u300a<\/strong>\u8776\u604b\u82b1<\/strong>: <\/strong>\u6d77\u5357\u5c9b<\/strong>(1959)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>Tune: Butterfly Loves Flower<\/strong>_<\/strong>Hainan Island(1959)<\/strong>\u300b<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u5357\u6d77\u6d6e\u73e0\u5386\u4e07\u53e4\u00a0 A land afloat in the South Sea eon years old
\n\u9605\u5c3d\u6ca7\u6851\u00a0 All ups and downs seen through
\n\u633a\u4f5c\u5357\u5929\u67f1\u00a0 Standing solid in support for the south sky
\n\u4e94\u6307\u5cf0\u9ad8\u4eba\u5bbf\u9732\u00a0 On top of the Five Finger Peaks night campers arrive
\n\u5f53\u5e74\u5272\u636e\u7ea2\u533a\u56fa\u00a0 To secure the red district rule in years gone by<\/p>\n

\u65e7\u662f\u4e1c\u5761\u7559\u53e5\u5904\u00a0 Sushi wrote great poems here long ago
\n\u6930\u6811\u51cc\u9704\u00a0 Palm trees stand tall as sky
\n\u626b\u5c3d\u957f\u7a7a\u96fe\u00a0 Sweeping clean the sky no fog could hide
\n\u6d77\u89d2\u5929\u6daf\u4eca\u5f02\u53e4\u00a0 At Land\u2019s End edging the ocean today not as old
\n\u4e30\u6536\u5904\u5904\u79e7\u6b4c\u821e\u00a0 Celebrating good harvest people dance in folk songs colorful<\/p>\n

\u300a\u9e7f\u56de\u982d<\/strong>(1959)<\/strong>\u300b\u300a<\/strong>At Deer Turn-head Point(1959)<\/strong>\u300b
\n<\/strong>\u6d77\u6ee9\u62fe\u8d1d\u8d81\u671d\u971e\u00a0 The best time to gather shells on the beach is at dawn
\n\u98ce\u5377\u6d6a\u5806\u6c99\u00a0 Winds stir up waves carrying sands on
\n\u5883\u5230\u767b\u5c71\u4e34\u6c34\u00a0 Up the hill top by the water edge I climb
\n\u4f0a\u4eba\u671b\u671b\u5929\u6daf\u00a0 To the far horizon my eyes and mind find
\n\u6930\u6d46\u6d88\u6e34\u00a0 Coconut milks quenches thirst fine
\n\u5496\u5561\u9192\u76ee\u00a0 A drink of coffee eyes bright
\n\u5357\u5c9b\u97f6\u534e\u00a0 South-sea Island times merrily go by
\n\u64b7\u5f97\u4e00\u679d\u7ea2\u8c46\u00a0 A red bean twig on my hand
\n\u601d\u91cf\u5bc4\u4e0e\u8c01\u5bb6\u00a0 I ponder to whom it be sent<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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