Category: English poems
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Sunset on the grass 草地上的日落
Where did the last rays of the sun go?At this moment, the Ferris wheel is resplendent—How could it be the reflection of the sun!All I see are flames,Slowly lifted toward the sky. 7 August 2022 in Cambridge 草地上的日落 夏日的最后一束阳光去了哪里？此时的摩天轮金碧辉煌——那哪里是霞光啊！我只看到了火焰，被缓缓地送上了天际 2022年8月7日于剑桥
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The trap of emotions 充满情绪的时候
I casually picked up a novel,Only to fall into the author’s trap.This book was a snare!The glue on its pagesheld my hands fast,Not sparing even my gaze. Finally, with the tape of time,I sealed the last page of the final chapter.My hands at last freed,I threw the book down hard,My eyes trying to escape the…
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Sky 天空
Never have I seen such a gradient sky,So crystal clear, so pristine,That I can no longer distinguishwhether I stand beneath the skyOr atop it. If thoughts could be so pure,Perhaps I am the harmonious melody at the horizon,Turning the myriad stars into wild, free flames,Reviving lonely souls in the heat of passion,Igniting the dusky expanse…
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Summer night 夏夜
Last night’s summer eveningis featured in cicadas’ songs,Countless fireflies and butterflies,Intoxicated in the scent of roses.“Be careful,” a voice comes through,“Mind the thorny rose.” Tonight’s summer night,Stars scatter across the sky.The dense darkness cannot break anyone’s dream.But how can rough poetry calm me?I long to possess those stars,So that wherever I am,I can dance and…
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The Last Rose 最后的玫瑰
The last rose,With a visage fiery as flame,Yet chose to bloom at autumn’s end. You will leave no seeds behind,I sigh,Did you ever long for a splendid spring?Why bloom here,Why, like me,Bloom in a lonely world? No answer comes.The wind rises,Petals are torn to shreds,The rose becomes a bare stem,Only then do I see its…
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No title 杂诗
Wind, you truly have your ways,Though formless,You announce your presence at my door,With falling leaves and the scent of flowers. Well, I have my ways too,Though I can’t write splendid chapters,I consider myself a poem,Riding on leaves and fragrances,Following you to the ends of the earth. 4 June 2020 in London 杂诗 风，你可真有办法虽然没有形体，却靠着落叶与花香，敲开我的大门宣布自己的存在 那，我也有办法虽然写不出华丽的篇章，却把自己当成一首诗，乘着落叶与花香伴随你走到海角天涯 2020年6月4日于伦敦
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Lilac dreams 丁香花的梦
Big thanks to Simran Patel for translating this poem! Lilac dreams Lilac dreams, golden skies.I want to hide in this place,let the raindrops of dawn kiss my face.I would inhale the sweet springand exhale tranquil rainbows all morning. Who’s waltzing over there?Careful on the course you chart;Angels are pupating in my heart.Butterflies in every word,I’d…
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Lotus in Summer 夏莲
Lotus in Summer A pond full of delicate fragrance, the lotus in the twilight of summer,One petal brightly red, another a freshly green.A pond full of starlight, moonlight nearly parting,There are ripples in the sea of our hearts, the earth becomes pure azure. 8 May 2022 in London 母亲节 满池清芬，夏中黄昏一瓣红艳，一瓣青莲满池星光，月色若离心海微澜，大地纯青 2022年5月8日于伦敦
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An ordinary day 平常的日子
Last night’s moon,Meet me beneath the streetlight tonight.Hours and minutes are blended in monotonous, hazy hues,allowing me to glimpse tomorrow today. Closing a door, shutting a window,With a snap, a wall is built that isolates me from the universe.Novel fantasies become minuscule,Without a microscope,I can’t see the aquatic beasts or celestial beings. Who doesn’t wish…
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Dignity and Pride by Paul Colvin
I found these two poems on the pinboard outside of an Alzheimer’s Disease research centre when I was doing an internship. The poems were written by a researcher, not by me. But I believe these two poems worth more attention. The words really touched me, and I feel obliged to share them. Dignity and Pride…
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Air Crash 空难
When the dawn light shines on the icy land,It was meant to be a new beginning,Yet the echoes of the past resound in tears.Everything is like a dream, when tomorrow is lost all in a sudden. The bright moon remains, stars pass dimly through the cold light on water,The distant past holds vows that surpass…
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Morning in Hyde Park 海德公园的清晨
What is born in the shadows?What light, what fire,What shadow,Runs across the wilderness for the sake of beauty? 15 March 2022 in London 是什么在潜影中诞生？什么光，什么火，什么影子，为了美好，而在旷野上奔跑？ 2022年3月15日于伦敦
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Moments 年轮里的瞬息
One should have a space to dodge life,This should be an inherent human right.The inertia of lifeForces me to whiz past the beautiful moments,Leaving behind only trails of smoke—Are they not sighs filled with deep regret? The inhale and exhale within the chest,Without close feeling, how can one smell sweetness?I wish to tell that messenger…
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No title 无题
I wish the moonlight would illuminate the forest path,I wish the butterflies in the woods need not chase and circle around,So that I may,Riding on the moon,And sail into the waves of the sunset. 28 February 2022 in London 但愿月光照亮林间的小道，但愿林中的蝴蝶不必追随又围绕这样我才可以，乘着月亮游进日落的波涛 2022年2月28日于伦敦
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Rose
Who answered the full moonwith the kaleidoscope of tears?A misty rose ages and drifts into the fog,carried far by the north wind. Where do the fallen petals go?To the homeland in the sky.The north wind persists,Resounding loudly under the sky. Lonely, quietly,Is that wisp of smoke,Bidding farewell to the old man asleep by the candle,Seeking…
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Sea Breeze 海风
There is finally one day when the see breeze arrives by my window,Lifting all the papers on the table,Turning them into a white expanse, like drifting grains of sand. It approached me, laughing heartily in the doorway,Who knows from where this charm originates, Light and a fine rain mingles, making the room feel like spring.…
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Longing 渴望
Have you heard?Above the sun on the western hills,There are buds yet to bloom.Why not go and see,If atop the hill there might be kings and fairiesand wildflowers thriving in an everlasting spring. Have you heard?If we want to reclaim our radiance,Might as well smear our faces with mudand become those boys and girls again,Walking…
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Tick tock 滴答
Tick tock, tick tock,Who greets so softly?Never have I seen such a tender rain,Hovering and swaying in mid-air. Evening frost, tranquillity, please don’t drift away from me.Swaying, silence, please take me along,To that carefree island,Where under the shade of trees, we say goodbye to the past. Tick tock, tick tock,Whose quiet footsteps?Drawing circles one after…
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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
Runtian Wu 