The leaves fall, the twigs wither, the grasses seem to die,
The wild geese are flying high in the sky.
Yonder, on the cold water a lonely boat sways,
The bird nest on the tree is almost blown away.
Alas! To have a house and settle down is difficult,
On the other side of the mountain lies a winding road.
Travellers walking on which are in a great hurry,
They wear winter coats since it is windy.
The sun sets slowly, now only the white sail can be seen,
While insects are chirping in this desolate autumn scene.
Fish-fragrant eggplants.
Soya sauce, vinegar, oil and salt should be lessened.
The feeling of hunger never ends,
Never ends.
A full house of good smell,
It seemed to celebrate a festival.
I then dealt with the big crab.
I thought I was smart, but it turned out to be a mess,
It turned out to be a mess.
My casserole slipped off my hand,
And I broke a dish at the end.
May 29, 2015作者: Xiaoman 时间: 2015-5-31 19:25 无题
威士忌酒斟一杯,
解人闷愁能几回?
莫为琐碎计长短,
百年之后皆成灰。
(自勉)
I pour myself a glass of whiskey,
How many times can it fix my melancholy?
I should not sweat the small things,
All will become ashes in one hundred years.
So simple and spiritual, it is an elegant flower,
Sludge under water, its clean body upper.
I love this noble so much in the jade pool,
It shows all its nobleness, how many others can do?
I ask the clouds, where to fly
May the wind always follow
It is the rare romance that brings us together
Even if I die, I have no regrets
My love to you is as deep as the ocean
Your infatuation can compare with the skies
We've swore to be deeply attached to each other
Year after year
How can I leave you
How can I dump you
You are always in my heart
Believe me, trust me
May we stay together
Always fall for each other
If not you then who can be my lover
Blue flowers in clumps over there
They are called forget-me-nots
As if cat and dog, the thunder couple starts to fight,
They pour water and turn lights off and on the whole night.
Making up before dawn, they both breathe a sigh of relief,
And leave the Spring Girl alone with her wet green sleeves.
作者: Xiaoman 时间: 2015-6-7 00:04 蝶恋花(秋季)
网友问,原话: “xiaoman... you paint a stark picture... soft watercolors... you captured the seasonal mood to perfection.. Only tiny nit... but I wondered why you had butterflies in the title of your poem... I did not see a single one... Thank you... Peace always...” Xiaoman。。。你作了一幅色彩鲜明的画。。。软水彩画。。你抓住了季节的心情去完善。。。我吹毛求疵一下。。。只是好奇,你的题目是蝶恋花。。。我却没看见任何的蝶和花。。。谢谢!祝安好。。。
我答:Thank you XXX for your question! Butterflies Love Flowers is a form of a classical Chinese Ci (a kind of poem ) which is divided into upper and lower stanzas, with 60 characters in total. Usually, it is a type of Ci being used to fill in sensitive and sentimental contents. Since the Song dynasty, a lot of beautiful Butterflies Love Flowers have been filled in by well-known poets, such as Liu Yong, Su Shi, Yan Shu and so on, who lived in the Song Dynasty. Their works have been considered to be enduring masterpieces through the ages.
网友回复: Thank you for explaining this to me xiaoman... sounds complex, but so lovely as your poem demonstrates... I am looking forward to reading more! Peace always作者: Xiaoman 时间: 2015-6-7 11:45 very earthy piece..enjoyed 行文朴实,喜欢。
Traveling among hills and many a lake,
With Erguotou in a mug----drinking coffee, I fake.
If I am drunk falling on the beach, don't laugh at me,
Sometimes in life, it is good to be a bit silly.
Erguotou---- a kind of spirit
(In my area, drinking is not allowed in public. Some people drink beer in coffee cups instead...What I am trying to say is not to take something not so important seriously...being a bit silly, pretend that nothing has happed, let it pass.)
网友回复:
1) Sometimes, society judges instead of allowing people to be themselves and, I agree, being silly can be fun. Falling over drunk wouldn't be my chosen passtime but each to their own. I bet nobody dares to walk around in public drinking actual coffee in your area - everyone would assume it was beer or Erguotou. lol
Anyway, I agree with the sentiment in your poem; it's good to accept people unconditionally and allow them to be themselves.
2) I agree with jen... she said it best! I will say that your style is so charming, and whimsical .. and it is always a pleasure to read... Thank you xiaoman! Peace... er... cheers!作者: Xiaoman 时间: 2015-6-10 21:03 Swans fly by the perilous peak of the mountain
Swallows only know where their nest is and return
The moonlight gleams, the shadows sway like ghosts in town
The wind is gradually dying down
It is getting late and I still work hard
My zest can make the Xiang Jiang water flow eastward
Your words disperse the evil spirits;
Even Lu and Fan bow to your primacy.
Great Hawk, don't despair that the sky lacks height,
For I will turn heaven upside down to make it right.
Leaves fall, twigs wither, grasses seem to die,
Wild geese flying high form a vee in the sky.
Yonder, on cold water a lonely craft sways,
As winds shake limbs, a nest is almost blown away.
Alas! To own a house to settle in is hard!
Other side of the mountain climbs a long, twisting road;
Travelers walking up it hurry with their loads
Wearing heavy coats in a harsh, wintry wind.
Sun sets slowly, the white sail only is seen,
While insects chirp in this forsaken autumn scene.作者: Xiaoman 时间: 2015-6-28 09:26 I like your thinking! It's always good to realise that even our biggest worries are pretty small in the greater scheme of things.
---我喜欢你的想法! 在大局面前我们最大的忧愁也是小事一桩,明白这个道理,很不错。
xiaoman... This is a philosophy I can deal with.. after all, you can't change the course of life with worry... so, why not? Have a double.. Thanks... Peace always... jul