Category: Poem selection
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A maple leaf 一片枫叶
I wish to be picked up in the dream of a maple leafand secretly tucked away in a tree hollow.I hope make stories with you and be written into your poetry,But that’s not enough –I seek your companionship. When autumn come, I will find you under the eavesand hide you in my laboratory.I intend to…
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Bridge 桥
I live on the bridge, the bridge is my dwelling in this life.The mist clears, dawn awakens upon the bridge.I must hold my breath to blend into the dreams of this land.When the fog rises, when the moon appears, I feel solitude,And I am left to accompany silence.It is not what I wish for, but…
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It’s been a while since I wrote a poem 好久没有写过诗
It’s been a while since I wrote a poem,But I cannot pick it up like a fallen leaf.I want to see the crimson dawn, the snow-white mountain peaks,I want to create a beautiful painting for my reflection,Where the sun flows into my frozen blood,And the sky sketches out my wandering soul. 3 October 2022 in…
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The Last Day in Cambridge 在剑桥的最后一天
When I arrived, the land was a blanket of yellow sand,As I leave, the grass is lush and green.The fiery sunset lingers still,Isn’t that a signal light of the earth? The Ferris wheel turns slowly,Like a compass, like the stars,Like a moment in history.Perhaps now is the time to contemplate your beauty,Then leave my footprints,And…
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Summiting together 与你登顶
My hero, time has graced us with silver hair,We compete to attain enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, each vying to be the one hundred and eighth relic.Buddha says, one must give up for the other to ascend,But our resolve has traversed ten thousand springs and autumns. My hero, the ground beneath our feet is littered…
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Memories of a year ago 一年前的往事
If I say long time ago,How long can it last? How short can it be?From rushing to wash up at six in the morning,Exams by day, exams by afternoon, practising exam questions by night,I realised it was agony,But don’t blame me, blame that era. The memories from a year ago,How long can they last? How…
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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Hermit 隐者
One day,I want to be a hermitWandering through the high mountainsAs if swimming into a dream,Where people would become water in a bottleAnd I would become a cloud in the sky Work with the sunlight,Rest with the sunsetUntil one day,When my eyes are filled with the sea,I would roll forward with the endless cornfield,Together with…
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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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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…
Runtian Wu 