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I Fly In The Dream
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Sep 2, 2010 5:53 am
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I fly in the dream
Flying the silver pack the vegetable to bind Mt. Heaven
Pure flock of sheep
Such as bluish green grass of the bacterium
Red willow of blossom
Cold and crystal-clear mountain brook
The hilltop of the untamed nature
Fly snow diffusedly
The cloud and mist sort sweep is suddenly the heart of the in a dream
I fly in the dream
Plateau snow mountain
Gleam the snow light
Fantasy in
Snow lotus proud however bloom
The sanctity is elegant
Heart to blue sky
Melt snow radiant
Send forth a youth and intense emotions
The feel ashamed desire puts under the sunlight of snow mountain
Beautiful snow lotus
Your maze is fond of in the dream
Sit the corner in soul
Tidy up to rise yesterday gingerly
Greet the this present life rob
You investigate the real love
Your defy is sign in the peak of the iceberg
Clean and pure and noble
Can meet but can't beg between the material life
Perhaps it is from the jump from eventually
Collect as treasure at you my heart bottom
Have no romantic affair low to sing shallow sing
Only have to come and go in dream
Let us love each other
We are in the love together
In loving fantasy
My time fly
An atrium that flies into you
Beautiful snow lotus
You bear from the ice snow
The beauty is clean and pure if wash
Elephant a the bluish green wave of eyes rinses my mind
Your that affectionate eye
Or so hope to attend to
You adopt the essence of the sun and moon
The spiritual influence of the accumulate rain snow ice frost
Dance the pure in a dream in snow
Educate the flower of the love within a heart
I am important to seize firmly your hands
I think the embrace your attentive
The snow lotus that you are Mt. Heaven last
I wish is to keep company with your snowflake
I do not want the gold and jade good marriage
I read aloud the ex- alliance of the wood stone only
Need not think one a life time of whole life
But important hold this again once
We flow with customs together in no case
We stay by the side the heart bottom willing
Pursue the dream and love dearly
And the nursery tale of that in a dream
I fly in the dream
The in a dream sees you smile the dimple again
I embrace each other you in a dream
Love and dreams that give you a deep feeling of human life are wildly
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The Tang's Poem in Bamboo Whistle
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Sep 2, 2010 5:51 am
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" The setting sun water melts the gold, a thin smoke coagulate green jade of evening .Upstairs who a red sleeve , depend the wooden railing without the dint.The mandarin duck is opposite to bathe the red dress.The short oar makes the flute.Surprised is a pair of to fly to go to, hearing a voice clap."- Liao's a life time is beautiful ¡¶ the good matter is near ¡·
New rain is later on, thin cloud steams , rainbow is faintly discernable, the autumn is empty clear and clean if wash, far mountain,such as black , a clean if the bright moon of the jade is to get empty to hang high up, the pure brightness spreads the full earth.A leaf the bateau ripple at the green wave on, the fish Ȧ within like river crosses the reflection on water of the moonlight quickly.A standing alone youth, sit upright exhausted evening, in the boat in this rosy sunset, will a grows the long bamboo whistle horizontal in the mouth side, move in a lips and under six delicate matches that open to match, the whistle sound matches the rhythm of the easy style of writing to float to spread out toward far-away place slowly.That whistle sound, hour but high arouse more, the hour but are tactfully, exceedingly sentimental, the hidden bitterness ,such as sob , have the endless idea, want to say that still rest, want to say that still rest the ¡Â¡ such wonderful and incomparable whistle sound!Be like and hang up to psyche bring in an of persons the ,such as dream of ground of area , at emerged in the moment a thin such as the water, thick such as the history of the ink¡Â¡Â
In the color that that whistle sound constitute rich in hues and dimly discerniblely such as the world of the dream, hold 1 origin ¡¶ Tang's poem 300 head ¡· , I spent my young ages, that song is similar and brief, the ages that dream is similar to grow leisurely.The bamboo whistle and Tang's poem, became the companion that my life road never disappear.A very small bamboo whistle, clear and bright and bright, such as the bird in bright and beautiful spring scenes the exhibition wings return;The classicality is tranquil and enjoyable, if the ancient poet sings under the month, feeling deeply about the passing years water.Hence, the whistle voice crosses over the timespace, that is to the utmost the vicissitudes of life, down to date from the diffused ancient times.It among them desolate tone, forever at urge the people objective but know the ego awakely.
" It blow the jade whistle in the yellow crane building, river's city falls the plum flower in May." The whistle voice blows in LI3 BAI2's poem." The whistle of Ǽ is not necessary the willow of Ô¹ , the spring breeze is not a pass of a jade." The whistle voice blows under QIN GUAN HAN's month. Liu Longqing's¡¶ hear the whistle song ¡· :" Old swim pity I grow the sand blame , carrying the wine sand head to send to move the guest.The limits of the earth hopes the month from be stained with the dress, who replies to play flute on the river.The flute can make guest of alone worry, the green wave is light if don't flow.The bright feather a bitterness of a less of company, a quiet river's maple autumn of river.Hear Kuan-shan smell certainly on call, three the sad ape of moonlights of Xiang's whistle.Blow the willow to arouse the heavy sound again, a long distance beauties of spring harms the public.Float with the breeze to fall where, see the song only to the utmost the even lake is deep.After clear hair and gentlemans leave, right away a the may be grey-haired." Seven speech poems of good sorrow cold bitterness, this kind of special feeling that smells the whistle in the moonlit night river's side of poet, are a reality of sad motion to show unintentionally.LI3 YI4 ¡¶ the night accepts surrender the city to smell the whistle up ¡· :" Person's night wants to go home to slice, the whistle voice is pure more pity .Worry the person and don't wish to hear, from arrive the pillow to come.The breeze rises to fill cloud to break, the night closes the month to open deeply.Even and clear only disappointed.Fall exhausted one court plum." The verse still expresses to hear the disappointed feeling of causable pity of person of whistle because of the whistle voice.In with whistle for of Tang's poem, smell the whistle living the sorrow seem to already very widespread.Du Fu of ¡¶ the whistle of autumn ¡· have" the pure company desire plays to the utmost, playing the bitter blood to be stained with the dress" sentence;Another head of Du Fu ¡¶ play flute ¡· have" play flute the mountain breeze of the autumn for month pure, who a artful makes to break the bowel voice" sentence;Li Yi of ¡¶ the spring night smells the whistle ¡· also have" Chu's mountain plays flute to call the spring to return, moving the guest to see the full dress of tears mutually" sentence.The ancients smell the whistle and smell the Hu Jia and smell the pipe but skein of sorrows continuously, if the bitterness break the bowel, this is the reason why?Then it is the poets with the feeling, regrets that smell whistle is but write a poem.
Recall since is the bay that the spirit anchor, and then is the wharf that the life start on journey.That year that plays flute the hand touchy-feely, facing in the moonlight,such as the river of the water,, blowing an exceedingly sentimental, moving melody.But those that years like the miss that hears the whistle in river's side, forgetting that perhaps and already silent and closemouthed play flute the hand.Can't understand that to play flute the hand to drift along the not certain in the worldly desire nautical mile, vacant four attend to, but pin up the wall to that beloved bamboo whistle, freeing to the dust of journey of the years to bury it.More difficult with guess, this ordinary people that crossed the youth boundary, try at work properly to fight with fleshy pain and sufferings to shoot to beg super take off with quite, as a result remember fondly the whistle sound more and more, though that whistle sound is faraway to get like thousand yearses,10000 years of departure, a thousand mountains and rivers separate.
Should dismantle the bamboo whistle, put on the last year for month of dust of journey, re- play, let Tang the poem Sung phrase flows to drip from the finger tip lips side, letting belong to my beautiful springtime to flow to turn the day of the youth .
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Sword Dancing In Song
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Sep 2, 2010 5:48 am
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Engrave a poem on a sword and flower fulled on a letter , growing to stay this feeling in mind.
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Sword Dancing In Song
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Sep 2, 2010 5:46 am
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Engrave a poem on a sword and flower fulled on a letter , growing to stay this feeling in mind.
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