Facing the sea, spring blossoms
◎ Haizi
From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person
Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world
From tomorrow, care for grain and vegetables
I have a house facing the sea and spring blossoms
From tomorrow onwards, communicate with every loved one
Tell them my happiness, that lightning of happiness told me
I will tell everyone
Give every river and every mountain a warm name
Stranger, I bless you too
May you have a bright future
May you have a lover who will eventually become a dependent
May you have happiness in this world
I would also like to face the sea and blossom in spring
Thinking of past lives
Zhuangzi washed his hands in the water
There was silence on the palm of the hand after washing
Zhuangzi washed himself in water
The body is a piece of cloth
The cloth was sticky
The sound of drifting on the surface of the water
Zhuangzi wanted to blend in
A beast gazing at the moon
Bones inch by inch
Up and down the navel
Grows like a branch
Maybe Zhuangzi is me
Touch the bark
Start on your own body
cordial
Kind and distressed
The moon touched me
It was as if I were naked
Access
My mother opened the door to me softly
I ask: Rain
I ask to be extinguished
The light of pig iron, the light of a lover and the sun
I ask for rain
I request
Die in the night
I requested in the morning
You meet
The man who buried me
The dust of the years is boundless
autumn
I request:
The next rain
Wash my bones
My eyes were closed
rain
Rain is the fault of a lifetime
Rain is a mixture of joy and sorrow
Happy day to autumn catalpa tree
I love the new day infinitely
Today's Sun Today's Horse Today's Catalpa Tree
Make me healthy and rich for a lifetime
From dawn to dusk
Plenty of sunshine
Better than all the poetry of the past
Happiness found me
Happiness said, "Look at this poet
He was happier than I was."
In splitting my autumn
In the autumn that split my bones
I love you, Catalpa Tree
Asian copper
Asian copper, Asian copper
My grandfather died here, my father died here, and I will die here
You are the only place where people are buried
It is the bird that loves to doubt and love to fly, and it is the sea that drowns everything
But your master is the grass, dwelling on his own tiny waist
Guard the palms and secrets of wildflowers
See? Those two white pigeons, it was qu Yuan's white shoes left on the beach
Let's – let's put it on with the river
After the drumming, we call the heart that dances in the dark the moon
This moon is mainly made up of you
Serenade of Haizi
We used to sit quietly on the night before
We have knees like wood
We pricked up our ears
We could hear the water and the poetry of the prairie
This is our own plains, the nights and the poetry
Now I'm the only one left
Only I have one knee like wood
Only I had my ears propped up
I was the only one who could hear the water on the plain
Water in poetry
On this rainy night
Write poetry for you
This is our common plain and water
It's our common night and poetry
Who said that About Haizi?
To go, to look around
We've sat here before
bride
A log cabin in my hometown, chopsticks, a vat of water
And many days to come
Many goodbyes
Illuminated by you
Today
I don't say anything
Let others say it
Let the boatman on the distant river say it
There was a light
It is the eyes of the river
Shining
This lamp sleeps in my room tonight
After this month, we opened the door
Some flowers bloom on tall trees
Some of the fruit is deep underground
Cup of August
Passing in August The mountains are clear
The river rises smoothly
Only now do you see the sky
The sky is high past the day
Sometimes I think about it
The cup of August seats the true poet
Look up at the clouds that come and go
Maybe I won't see you clearly for the rest of my life
An empty cup filled my fragmented lines of poetry
An empty cup – have you ever heard me shouting!
O father in an empty cup
The inner whip tied us together and whipped us together
September
The steppe where the gods died was a field of wildflowers
The wind is farther away than the far side
My piano whimpered and there were no tears
I return this far away to the steppe
One is called Wood and the other is called Horsetail
My piano sobbed and there were no tears
In the distance, only in death there is a condensation of wildflowers
The bright moon is like a mirror hanging high on the grassland to reflect the millennium years
Riding a horse alone across the prairie
autumn
Autumn is deep, and the eagles in God's house are gathering
God's homeland eagle in words
Autumn was deep, and the king was writing poetry
Autumn is deep in this world
What has been obtained has not yet been obtained
What should be lost has long since been lost
The sea in July
Fellow countrymen Who can see you on the sea is so happy!
We have all betrayed our own homeland
We will make happiness our ancestral profession
A painful psalm in fang's hand
Today's white wave is really big! Fellow countrymen, he is higher than your granary
If I stop talking, if I accidentally forget you
Leave my hometown aside
I wouldn't even give up on myself, and I wouldn't go back to the home of an autumn harvest farmer
In July I can always suddenly return to desolation
Catch up on the last one
I put on my hat and put on my swimsuit to die quietly
Autumn twilight
May a lover eventually become a family member
May love last a lifetime
Or vice versa, extremely short-lived
Extremely short and hurriedly extinguished
May I never bring it up again
Never mention the past again
Pain and happiness
Life does not bring death does not bring
Only the dusk is gorgeous and supreme
diary
Sister, tonight I'm in Delingha, and the night is shrouded
Sister, I only have the Gobi tonight
At the end of the prairie I was empty-handed
I can't hold a teardrop when I'm sad
Sister, I'm in Delhi tonight
It is a desolate city in the rain
Except for those who pass by and live
Delhi... tonight
It's the only, final, lyrical.
It was the only, final, prairie.
I returned the stone to the stone
Let the victory win
Tonight Barley belongs only to herself
Everything is growing
Tonight I have only the beautiful Gobi empty
Sister, tonight I don't care about humans, I only want you
Haizi (1964-1989), formerly known as Cha Haisheng, was born in Chawan Village, Gaohe Town, Huaining County, Anhui Province, and is a contemporary young poet.