Category: Chinese poems
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Celebrating the Spring Festival in the UK 在英国过春节
Who says Spring Festival in the UK has no atmosphere?The three-pound dumplings bought downstairs dip just fine into soy sauce as and vinegar.A lingering light chat,Accompanied with two pairs of chopsticks and one bowl of dumpling soup. Who says Spring Festival in the UK has no atmosphere?Tunes of skits as well as the Yellow River…
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British National Gallary 英国国家美术馆
Outside the painting, people admire the London within,Inside the painting, London admires the people without.Aren’t the people outside the painting,Living in the London inside the painting? 29 January 2022 in London 画外的人欣赏画中的伦敦，画中的伦敦欣赏画外的人。出门一看，原来画外的人也生活在画中的伦敦。 2022年1月29日于伦敦
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Wandering Through the Endless Night 在漫漫长夜里流浪
Drifting through the gloom of autumn and winter,Veering off from the swallows’ visits,Imprisoned on an island of fatigue,Enslaved by the rush of schedules,And fed up with the hustle of life.At last, I seize a night dark and windy,Draped in a cloak of deepest black.Tonight, I have a face unknown. With a five-pound note in my…
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No title 无题
Gazing at the reflections on the window glass from afar,I suddenly wish it were a street market in the sky.Above a shallow river of starsWalk people, talking and laughing. The next time I look up,I hope to carry a lantern made of shooting stars,So I can travel through the vast, boundless universe,Passing through a night…
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London’s fire alarm tonight 伦敦今夜的火警
It’s time to seek out some surprises,To suddenly awaken in the night,Like a passerby in a dreamWho in an instant traverses a thousand years. It’s time to seek out some surprises,To let lights spark when least expected.Disordered footsteps, the whooshing cold wind,Mark’s London’s fire alarm tonight. 8 January 2022 in London. Writing during a fire…
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No title 无题
The same moonlight, the same starlight.The same loneliness, the same sorrow.The sky is so bright tonight,Because I have hung the world on the wall. 4 January 2022 in London 无题 一样的月色，一样的星光。一样的寂寞，一样的忧伤。今晚夜空如此明亮，因为我把世界挂在了墙上。 2022年1月4日于伦敦
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Possessing the moment 拥有此时
Evening breeze,can no longer brighten the moonlight.Passerby,Still quietly savour their sweetness and sorrows.In their confusion,They own this moment.But who endures for them,The silence and unnoticed pride? Beneath the quiet night skyare the quiet bedroom and windowpossessing the moment.There is no moon tonightso I write a poem and wait on behalf of the worldfor tomorrow’s reply,Speaking…
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Summer Night 夏夜
All beauty of the breeze gathers here,All coincidences solidify here.Lilies and cicadas,Through the roots of the banyan tree,Share tales under the moonlight. I long to return to the summer night,To admire the ground scattered with starlight,The corners where rain has passed,Hide a willing heart,Reflecting elegance and a quiet desire. The buzzling by my ear,Isn’t it…
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Dream of the Night 黑夜幻想
You know the colour of night; I do not.Born in the dark, yet sinking in twilight,I wander the void of this world,Venturing into the realms of phantoms. On this meticulously crafted night,I partition the world with a red curtain.When I fall silent,Wild beasts come here to explore,Seeking imaginations within the flames. Dawn breaks, and only…
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No title 无题
Sometimes I feel this contradiction:I wish for sunlight all around,Yet hope the sun above isn’t too bright –Why should the sun sway before the window of the soul? 19 November 2021 in London 有时候我会感到这样一种矛盾既希望身边充满了阳光又希望头顶的太阳不要照得太亮——何必要在心灵的窗前摇荡？ 2021年11月19日于伦敦
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Impression London – autumn rain 印象伦敦—秋雨
On sunless days,The world lives beneath miles of glaciers.Those hazy coloursintoxicate the poet behind the window-blinds,Blurring the London captured in his mind. If the whooshing cold windcannot sweep away the flute rustling on the trail,Then what is this kind of powerthat transforms the extensive silver screeninto sprinkling gold scattered on the ground? 12 November 2021…
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Walker 行者
Where can I feelLife deep in time?Stepping into a mass of dark clouds,Flocks of pigeons flying by. I’d rather wanderThan stand still and look afar.Behind me are forgotten names,Ahead are forgotten lands. In the quiet of the night,I sit silently in the corner of the world.The faint silver light and the slight glow of fire,Find…
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Impression London – Hyde Park 印象伦敦——海德公园
Among the deep green sky, little white flowers were scattered by,Flickered across the fields were the dances of butterflies.Among the deep blue sky, patches of white flowers were scattered by,Lingered among the clouds were the songs of delight. 29 September 2021 in London 碧绿的天空里，白花点点 蝴蝶的舞姿游荡于田野 蔚蓝的天空上，白花片片 清脆的歌声萦绕于云间 吴润天 2021年9月29日于伦敦
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再见家乡
凌晨两点。夜的寂静，人的离别伴随一声巨响，飞机腾空而起，奔向未知的前方我们此刻是夜空中的孤岛将去往各自的航向 过安检，填表格，查行李，翻箱子焦头烂额地寻找，心急如焚地奔忙待到边检拐弯处，回头一看，相遇的是父母久久的凝望 奔跑，奔跑，焦急地奔跑在最后一刻冲进飞机，鲁莽地告别了家乡飞机一声呼啸孤雁从此振翅，远航从此，我便是异乡异客，在陌生的土地上默默地流浪 啊，这一去，何时才能回到家乡？我不知道，将来会踏上怎样的旅程，但我一定会抓住升起的希望 我并不是孤身一人我的父母，我的朋友，我的祖国，我的家乡我心头牵挂的，都将待在我的身旁你们的音容将永远在我心头回荡 福州，不知道下次看见你，你将会是什么模样？希望你今后繁荣昌盛，希望你永远和平安康记住，你是我最爱的地方再见家乡 2021年9月20日 北京前往布鲁塞尔飞机上
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伦敦
大本钟的阵阵滴答， 说尽一座城市的迷茫与忧伤 泰晤士河的粼粼波光， 记载着第一盏灯的诞生与美好的回望 回望，回望，历史还留有多少渴望？ 雕梁画栋的金融城里， 爱钱如命的人济济一堂 饿着肚子的孩童， 依然在街上流浪 流浪，流浪，他们究竟要到哪个地方？ 绚丽缤纷的戏剧， 琳琅满目的珠宝， 尽汇聚在这富人的天堂 闻道而来的人们， 眼里尽是抱负与向往 在这贪婪的地方， 何人不为五斗米而折腰？ 太阳， 在这里，是黄昏的余晖， 帝国的荣光 在那里，是冉冉升起的红日， 初生的希望 伦敦的月光，将走过的足迹照亮。 深夜的书房，是希望与梦想的远航 身处伦敦，怎能因功名而醉心忘返 若无鸿鹄之志，何羞以远踏西洋？ 家乡的大门，请时时为我敞开 花园里的玉兰树呀， 莫让花草遮住了阳光 务必全力向无所至极处生长 让时时向远处眺望的我， 在异乡也能认得家的方向 2021年9月16日于福州
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Chinatown 唐人街
You bid farewell to your parents with bitterness Farewell to the hometown where you’ve grown Take the compass and set foot on the boat, Sailing into the distance in the flames of war – Who knows what destinations you’ll head onto? Walking into the dilapidated village, I caught a glimpse of an old man in…
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For Fuzhou No.3 High School 寄语福州三中
Three years ago, I approached you gently, looking up at your great name.Three years later, you watched me gently depart from Hudong Street.The fleeting three years, like night-blooming cereus, etch a lifetime of memories.The group photo,Constantly reminds me of your name,Keeps reviving in my dreams,Those people, those events, those times we spent together. I long…
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雨后的早晨
连日对漫天辉莹的厌倦，不料换来了这似火的骄阳挤过云层的光与热，唤醒了美人蕉的蜜甜的爱唇让草上的水晶球，在光明中飞向理想的远方 暴雨时，公园小道上可曾听到落红的呜咽？雨后的早晨来时，清洁员却将这些昔日娇艳的花朵，无情地扫进了畚斗里失去了美貌的她们，为何再也得不到，作为花的尊严？ 走在公园小道上的诗人受不起不速之客的侵扰只得悄悄地躲在榕树的倒影里或许，他能用美妙与诗歌，送给人间美好的祝愿可无拘无束的心，怎能在沉默中解释大自然的精神？ 乌云玷污不得湖的圣洁蔚蓝的天空啊，你如何却将水染成大地一样的颜色？还给我那圣洁的水吧让我无惧富贵，在泥泞的世间求此高尚！ 脚步声渐渐远去，桥洞里又响起了水的滴答在我身边的蚁儿呀我祈求你停下忙碌的步伐，让我的心愿在你那儿得到回答请告诉我，有谁听得懂新雀的呢喃有谁听得懂灵魂的歌唱？ 2021年8月8日于福州
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夜的精彩
路灯的光影，倏而绽放在月的笑脸里，倏而又回到了云层的怀抱里轻轻的脚步声，与蟋蟀一同歌唱在黑夜里，谁还晓得这静悄悄的音乐殿堂？ 可我不知道，在月光照耀的树影里，闪烁着另外一个影子沙沙的叶响，预示着另一个不速之客的到来 星星点点的灯光，刹那间如波涛般涌动起来一声声划破天际的声响，化为了夜的合唱树上的鸟儿们，突然扑起了翅膀，前来夹道欢迎“汪！汪！汪！”从这里，到那里，猛士的怒吼，如长城的烽火，遥相呼应刹那间，整个小镇，都在聆听一声声跨越千年的呼唤 一户又一户人家的窗子亮了起来，一个又一个好奇的脑袋露了出来，看呐，奥运的烽火来到了这个不起眼的小镇上，两名短跑选手正在做着最后的巅峰对决！ 匆匆的脚步声，迎来了夜的高潮一踏一踏的节奏，带动着夜的狂欢两名短跑选手，亮出了各自的歌喉，尽最大的嗓音，送上了赠给夜的歌唱！ 忽然间，脚步声停了下来蟋蟀又奏起了悠长的歌两条影子，交织在一起时，又依依不舍地离去了一户又一户的灯光暗了下来，黑夜又回到了那两双黑色的眼睛里牵连的灵魂又回到了彼此的心里 就这样吧，我轻声说道挥了挥手，便化作了夜空中的云彩我轻轻地飘进家门，以最大力气的深呼吸，来品味这夜的精彩 2021年7月29日于福州
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空荡荡的公园
Haste, haste, Bade you haste, The wheel of time is driving away Morning passes, then day and night O, tell me, the music of soul, Where could you be forever sang? 遥遥的路啊，青青的山 请告诉我何时我才能到达“远方”？ 相见，相见，离别，离别， 行走在路上，还要说多少次“再见”？ 曾经一起听过的故事， 一起唱过的歌， 一起上过的课，一起走过的时光 可终于，我们要奔向自己的星光 几十年后，我们若再次相见， 你是否还是曾经的“他”与“她”？ 保存在通讯录的电话， 输进去，那绿色的按钮 却迟迟没有勇气按下 或许主动打电话的，应该是“想象的对方”？ 不，我们立个约定吧， 不要让朋友只活在梦和回忆里 我们的手机和邮箱 永远守候着彼此的问候 只要保持联系， 数十年后， 你我都将是原来的模样
Runtian Wu 