The Longitudinal Line of the Jialing River (Long Poem)
1.
Lift the road and the sky high, and climb the ladder of clouds
Strive against the stream
Exalt Bashan and Shushui, and follow the old path of Shangshan Ruoshui
Downstream
The source of the Jialing River, like the breasts of Qinling
The wound is just as open. Heaven and earth are on their knees
A river is born little by little
The birthmark of a river is the future again
anchor. Water droplets grow up in the Jialing Valley
It is the original name and appearance of Jialing River
Qinling, the coordinates of the same measured the sun and the moon
Deviation, and the lost path of the mountains and rivers
From a distant time, the river lost its name in a place
Swim against the current, and daiwang mountain, dripping water to recognize relatives
A weeping old stone is the source
An ancient tree that prostrates is the source
The divine chicken and the phoenix are the source
Qinling, Qinguan, is the source
Oracle, bronze, is the source
The Great Scattered Pass, the Iron Horse and the Autumn Wind are all sources
From the beginning of birth it means
Break away
Everyone who ascends the Daiwang Mountain
Everyone who arrives at the source of the river
Everyone with the Jialing River
It's all her source
For a river that is going to go to sea
A fictional word whose source melts like snow
It's long gone
And where, instead, she was no longer there
At the source of the river, it feels infinitely deep
Until it reaches the center of the world
That was me, with a drop of water in my eyes
Rushing to the world
2.
In the vast emptiness of heaven and earth
Take a vast nothing, live into a little bit of existence
Bring a kind of dead martyr to life, a living survivor
As soon as Qin Ling roared, he raised himself up a section
The voice of the song is high, and the things outside the mountains are smaller
Housework, National Affairs, World Affairs
All in their own aftersound, around the beam
JialingJiang roared and threw himself away once
The sound is pure, and there are soul swimming fish on the shore of the river
Qin Lu roared and shook himself away
When you open yourself up, the world is flatter
Meridian Road, Golden Bull Road, Chen Cang Road, Rice Cang Road
Hidden in the strings, gossip about the noble concubines and Xuanzong
The Qin cavity of the throat of the Jialing River
Harvested by the old road of Jialing Valley
The river dam is scattered with rain flowers
Put on a kind of "scene" and perform a "random bomb"
I was the first person to say "rambling"
Jialingjiang was the first person to play "random playing"
3.
Baoji, still in the ashes of the fire darkness Chen Cang
If, the fire falls on top of my head
The scorched taste of the tongue of fire is "Song of the Great Wind"
If, the water flows to the top of my head
The ice of the sea is "Gun Xue"
This wild wilderness
There is always some snow that doesn't melt spontaneously
The water in your heart and the fire in your eyes
All have the same boiling point of desire
Legends and myths on the barren and barren forehead
Rivers of blood flowed
The phoenix jumped into its own flames
It takes away despair, and it takes away the answer
A nation born of fire
In faience, oracle bones, gold and bronze
Burn yourself. Iron scars burned in
On the face of the Empire, above the mountains and rivers there are national martyrdom
Phoenix Nirvana, rainbow flapping wings
The lips in search of the mouth of the setting sun with the source
A river, where it lost its name
Resurrected in the form of a drop of water
4.
The Jialing River turned a corner in Liangdang County in Longnan
Since then, it has been from Shaanxi to Gansu
Like the neck of the river stretching out to the rocky beach on the opposite bank
With the ambition of winning long and looking forward to Shu
Here is the only Xenon Qiang, a distant set of poles, with wild horses
Breaking out of my fossilized body
Here there are also stilt houses, the barefoot of Jiangnan smoke and rain
Artemisia grass grows from the tiger's teeth of the old way
There is also the trumpet of the deep mountain of Qinba
Roaring rivers, like the stirring of boats and the roar of lions in deep valleys
Let a great river show them where it flows
Dance and let the gods land on the faces of the folk
The banks of the river and the face gradually turned crimson
The most beautiful hymn rises to the highest scale of the shoal
With the song, the river turned a corner here
Carrying the dance, the river turned sharply again
5.
The Aoki River, at the junction of three provinces
A rooster can put Sichuan Shaanxi Gansu in the morning
Wake up together. Mighty crown,
The poison of poppies blooming
And Aokigawa is poisoned by this
Feed, shelter and grow
Boat-shaped ancient buildings, ancestral halls, and ancient temples
Each is a generation of tyrants who make waves
No wonder, the Jialing River is in the midst of thousands of mountains and rivers
Also take a detour, wind and snow
Time is dappled, and dreams are horses
How many colorful clouds chase the moon
Just how many dreams back to Qin Guan
Aokigawa sits in the secret realm of the mountains
Memories, with their own slow aging
6.
Heaven and earth are broken longitudinally and vertically at the same time
Cut through the breath on Qin Chuan's face
Along the pavement of the crushed soul
The ancient road lifts up to the end of the mountain and river
White cloud preset rope
Hang me up like a dynasty, a canyon
A long cut of peak smoke
Like the lack of a moon, stitch up the heart
The calcined wound splashed the starlight of the Big Dipper
A cut of time, eternal standing in the midst of its own collapse
I inserted flesh, like wooden nails, into the cliffs of time
"He's somebody who's still hating, loving,
Fighting people. ”
Like another way, trying to save us
Yet, I, as well as us
Constantly falling into a river on him
7.
From Yangping Pass to Checkerboard Pass
The turbid waves of the river envelop the smoke of history
From Wei to Shu, from Shaanxi into Sichuan
Toward the sky bright moon gorge, the remnant moon of the broken sand
Carrying the blood flowing dynasty with yourself
Towards the steeper night, through the abyss
Thousand Buddha Cliff, sitting on the edge of the Jialing River
Suffering is always ahead of time
Must use the masks and magic of gods or beasts
Add the strength to survive in the human world
At any time, we are better than the enemy
One step late. Narrow roads meet
The road fell one after another, his own in his arms
8.
Deeper canyons, splitting higher Daba Mountain
With Longmen Mountain, the front and back hugs the resistance
This blade to the heavens was cut
The place where the sun and the moon go also cut off the return of the mountains and rivers
If you come to read the "Teacher Table" at this moment
It must have been a confessional, which was stuck between the fingers of the lamp
At the junction of life and death
Tears are tears, it is the sound of crying and whipping
All sinking, dead silence
It was the sound of the road being knocked down from afar
Taurus Road, walking next to no one
The very front of the post road. A stone Buddha who has nothing to do
Like a spider's web wrapped around the moonlight
They are crowded among the refugees
Abrupt, lonely, like being abandoned
9.
"When I arrived in Zhaohua, I didn't want my parents."
Wars and dynasties are always in places where there is no way to prevent them
Retreated. It's not a rest and recuperation
It is a revenge in the coming day
No matter how high or low, it is a decisive battle
Rivers always become the first line of defense
For the wall of cringe and fear
All the blood was shed
JialingJiang turned back deeply here
Every door does not enter
Bow your hand, sacrifice your head, a deeper meaning
Like running water, never looking back
I am the son of The Great Sword Mountain
Covered in stones
Childhood, iron rods are sharpened into needles
And the landscape of other countries is the end of the sword
Running water is a rattling horseshoe
Cooper of the boardwalk, planted station
The ancient road station, there is an urgency of fast horse and whip
More life-and-death wars, all with nostalgia
Dust and clouds, starry night
10.
Along the Bailong River, Yinping Ancient Road
Snake-like entrenched at the roots of jungle conspiracies
In the Three Kingdoms, it is a cold sword
Quietly shot out of the snake letter of Sky Ridge
Straight into the vest of the Shu kingdom
The canonical books of history open the eyes behind the words
See so many sneak attacks
Eclipsed, I am the fragment in it
The wei who died in Shu would be defeated by the Shu people
Buried on the Sword Gate Shu Dao
I am the one who buries and worships the enemy
Descendant, a wound that never heals
The strength of a country is to be friendly with the enemy
A bosom that can hold the enemy will be invincible
As the plaque on the upper floor of the Sword Gate tells me
He never reads with his eyes
The four words "Chang'an under the eyes"
11.
I think Jialing River is very knowledgeable about feng shui
When passing through Langzhong
First lit up a tai chi posture
Then, go around the city for a week
Come quietly, go quietly
The ancient city of Langzhong also understands
Pose yourself as a chessboard
Here, there is no confrontation between the Chu River and the Han Dynasty
Pawns crossing the river are free to advance and retreat
The spectator is also the commander of the soldiers, and can be at will
Move other people's cars, horses, and cannons
The most worrying thing is that you can regret the chess at any time
Here, you can turn over the past time
Turn it over leisurely
Let the space slow down, enough to double down
Enjoy life and nourish yourself
The ancient town is very quiet, the sound of reading for more than two thousand years
It can also teach landscapes, flowers and trees to read and write
The waves on the shore, from time to time the fish leap the dragon gate
I always want to wear a hat for the city itself
They sometimes jump up with excitement
High-fived and applauded for the performance of The Guardian Zhang Fei of Bashi County
Time is walking along the projection of the ancient town
Just like at this moment, the shore is walking along the river
12.
The West River, outside the tributaries of the Jialing River
The capillaries have now replaced my body
The organs and bloodlines of the homeland
Years later, I understood the meaning of tributaries
Just to be more than a person
More mountains and waters
A flood of water is a bay of months
Sharp nostalgia cuts into the heart of the dock
A small wooden boat without an anchor
It was once a body that was uprooted from its homeland
All his life, he treated the gravity he carried as buoyancy
"A man who can't swim,
Eventually to the other side of the river. ”
The river grows old in the river
Become a waterside reed, and frost on the reeds
Time is always with us
Love and hate the distance away
She was where I wasn't
Replace my watch with the back of the setting sun
Also toward me, looking away
Hometown, weakness into a rhetoric
Where the peach blossoms bloom
It is the foci of choking in the song
13.
Shengzhong Reservoir, there is a large belly
Enough for each Chinese to have a one cubic meter fish tank
Stocking season with the sky
A paradise dedicated to anglers
I, on the other hand, only use the rod of sunlight and the bait of white clouds
Put a long line to fish for the green mountains on both sides of the river and the song of the boat
Sometimes, fish yourself with loneliness
Catch the white crane on the edge of the field
A scream from the neck
That's it, with long waves of water
Go shake the water shadow of the childhood red dragonfly
Sometimes, the sky is blue all over the pool
And floating in this blue
Love her as much as you like, with corn shedding its golden color
Sing the gold of the late sunset with fishing songs
14.
The reason for falling in love with Nanchong is simple and crude
Just one word: charge
Full, I stubbornly think is exuberantly
Or, grow most prominently
Like another after the solar terms
A kind of erection
No one doesn't like this full of growth
Actually, I was even more pleasantly surprised by her historical naming
Now, just stand in the fruit of this place
You can clearly see the country of the Xia Dynasty
Grain hanging high. Gua Guo is the king of the "coast of the land"
Every autumn, pride in the branches
Not the fruit, but the colorful blessing of the fruit
"Guodu" wafted in the sound of the wind's reading
And it just so happens that this aroma represents a full:
That's silk. Silkworms are the ancestral totem worship of the Shu people
To the end of her life, she gave everything in her body
Hanging white, she gave everything her soul had
"The snow fills the wind's scarf."
The unbearable lightness of life
There is nothing thicker in heaven and earth
People and country
All are upholding and confirming the urban quality of "Silk Capital"
15.
Hechuan, Fujiang and Qujiang converge here
It embraces more of the flowing water and separation
This is some suffering, and more suffering is being gathered
An inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood
There is only the flow of the air swallowing mountains and rivers
In order to face the magnificent death
This scene reinterprets the Taoyuan Knot of the Three Kingdoms
Like Liu Bei holding Guan Zhang's second arm
This scene is like the encirclement of Mongolian iron hooves
It was a meteor bomb flying out of Diaoyu City
This scene is a wake-up call to the preface to A Tale of Two Cities
“...... It's the best of times,
It's also the worst of times..."
Bashan stretched out his palm and let the Shu river come ashore
Everywhere there are grains and cooking tobacco are the people
The strength of the people is
Cultivate a foreign land into a fruitful hometown
Spread all the crops and harvests into it
Motherland and self
16.
The "Little Three Gorges" has a gentle and meandering careful thought
It created the final passion and romance for the Jialing River
The most magnificent journey is always within itself
Break through and then step over your head
Crossing the "Little Three Gorges" is crossing oneself
It's about running through the cracks of pain
"Little Three Gorges" with a narrow
Raise the water level of suffering
Narrowness is a hurdle and a door
A vortex of impermanent fate
The narrowest canyon, choking the throat of fate
Never cry out in pain, when it hurts the most
Just shout your name
A flash of blood
The river crossed another shoal
or reefs
17.
Pass by the Ciqikou and stop at the Song Dynasty by the way
Docks, streets and people lined with waves
It's all scarlet crowded with heat
The ancient town did not fully expose her magnetic body
Shops and pedestrians squeeze into each other to commemorate the product
with geometric patterns. The ancient town understands
Emptying are turbid waves, thousands of piles of snow rolled up
It's your own background
The hustle and bustle, like the last before disappearing
Before arriving at Chaotianmen Gate
Let's take a look at the complete night in Chongqing
The world has awoke, and the night here has not yet fallen asleep
Ten thousand lights light up the sea of stars
Give all dreams a lantern
At Chaotianmen Gate, the first to extend is the hand of the dock
Immediately after, there was the bear hug of the Yangtze River splitting its head and covering its face
Then, it was buried in each other's mournful crying
All hearts that harbor rivers, lakes and seas
It will eventually meet water
Like me, it exists in the future
The Jialing River flows into the Yangtze River
It is the Yangtze River that soars up and far away
It will surely cross my palms and veins
Qin Feng, real name Pu Jianxiong, male, doctor of literature. He is a member of the Chinese Poetry Society and the Sichuan Writers Association. He has won the Main Prize of the First Global Chinese Poetry Competition, the First Tianfu Literary Works Award, the Great Wall Literature Award, the Su Dongpo Literature Award, the National Top Ten Best Anti-epidemic Poetry Award, the Poetry Award of the 6th Shanghai Citizens' Poetry Festival, and the Meleto International Poetry Award in Italy. His literary works have been translated into many Chinese, and he has published a variety of anthologies of poetry at home and abroad. He was invited to participate in the 27th (India) World Poets Congress. He is the author of the poetry collection "Alone in the Sky".