Poems by Gu Cheng

1. Far and Near

You look at me

You look at the clouds

I think

You look at me far away

You look at the clouds very near

2. Rain Walking

The clouds are grey and gray

They can't be washed clean anymore

We Opened our umbrellas

So we blackened the sky

In the slowly drifting night

Two pairs of stars

Seem to have no fixed trajectory

But they are far away and close at times

3. "A Generation of People"

The night gave me black eyes

And I use them to look for the light

4. "Faint Hope"

Me and countless

pebbles that can't hatch

are on the rocks together

The blue river and stream come crawling in

and swallow us up

and spit us out again

and nothing else

but the hope that the grass will lengthen

its shadow

5. >

Two blisters of freedom

Rise from the depths of the sea of dreams

A hazy silver mist

Disperses in the breeze

Like a child

I pull tightly at the blurring you

In a vain attempt to bring the blisters

Back to the land of reality

6. The sky is gray

The road is gray

The building is gray

The rain is gray

In the midst of all the gray

Walked two children

One bright red

And one light green

7. The Alley

The alley is

Curved and long

No door

No window

I took an old key

and knocked on the thick wall

8. The Arc

Birds turn swiftly in a brisk wind

A teenager goes to pick up

a penny

A vine's tentacles stretched by fantasy

The waves flinch at a wave

The waves flinch at the sea

The waves flinch at the sea.

The backs of the waves that flinch

9. "Evasion"

Through the standing rocks

Walked to the shore

Say it

I know all the world's languages

The sea laughed

And showed me

Birds that swim

Fish that fly

The beach that sings

To the eternal questioning

But not a word

10. In the sunset light

In the sunset light

You pursed your mouth tightly:

Only a quarter of an hour is left

That is, the tragedy is now playing out.

To be a decade and a hundred years apart!

Thousands of miles apart!

Suddenly you smiled mischievously,

revealing your true age.

I forgot one sentence.

Well, I'm sure I forgot one.

We never figured it out

But the sun has quietly rested.

11. "Fantasia on Life"

Putting my visions and dreams

In a narrow shell

Willow boughs in a canopy

Still swirling with the summer cicada's song

Tightening the mast

The wind blew the sails of the morning mist

And I set sail

To no purpose

Swinging in the blue sky

Letting the sun's waterfalls

Blacken my skin

The sun is my slender man

It pulls me

With strong ropes

Step by step

Twelve hours' journey

I'm pushed by the wind

Eastward and westward

The sun disappears Into the twilight

Night came

I sailed into the harbor of the Milky Way

Thousands of stars watched me

I dropped

The anchor of the crescent moon's gold

The sky dawned

The ocean was crowded with icebergs of cloudy clouds

Clashing

The thunder and lightning boomed and flashed

And there I go. There I go

The universe is so boundless

Weave a cradle of golden straw

And put my inspiration and my heart

Inside

Buttoned wheels

And let the time drag

Greetings to the world

As the wheels roll through

The grasses of thyme and chrysanthemums

And I'll be there when I'm done.

The crickets welcome me

Shaking their strings

I dissolve my hope in the scent of flowers

Night is like a valley

Day is like a peak

Sleep! Close your eyes

And the world is not my concern

The horse of time

Is tired

And the yellow-tailed bird of the peace

Makes its nest in my cart

I'm still going to walk the world on foot

Deserts, forests, and out-of-the-way nooks and crannies

And the sun is baking on the earth

Like a loaf of bread

I'm walking.

I walk

barefoot

I stamp my footprints

all over the earth

and the world melts into

my life

I'll sing

a song of mankind

a thousand years from now

in a universe of ****ing chants

12.

The dark clouds are thinning

I jump out of the moon's round window

Over a patch of

Beautiful, quiet standing water

Back to the village

On the wall of fresh earth

The grass is beginning to grow

Every wooden door

Is new

Is clean as an acacia flower And as clean as the acacia blossoms

The windowpane is silent

Like a blank envelope

Don't trust me

And don't trust anyone else

Putting the still-awake

Acacia flowers

Into the rings of the doors

So that all the stories that have been told

Will start out with a feeling of warmth and wonder

And the morning comes close to the door. >

The morning is near

Climb up into the trees

I take off my straw hat

And shed my customary sheath

And become a

Pale green robin

Yes, I'm going to crow

The rooster is old

Dropping his discolored plumage

And all the little girls who get up early

And all the little girls who rise early

Go out to the fields

To pick the red cherries left by the spring

And smile

13. "The Shadow of the Mountain"

In the shadow of the mountain

The warrior of the olden times

With his steed

The road disappears around him

He turns into a bas-relief

And into a tale A tale of many stories

Today a devil

Tomorrow an angel

14. The End

In a moment

The crumbling stops

On the river's edge the heads of giants are raised

Sailing ships

With filial piety slowly pass by

Unfolding their dark yellow cloths

How many The beautiful green trees

Bent by the cry of pain

And the warrior's weeping caresses

The broken moon

Hidden by God in the fog

It's all over now

15. After the Rain

After the rain

A watery plain

And silence

The wings of a thousand insects no longer sound Wings no longer rattling

In the swollen land of the amaranthine

The water lice chase the trembling waves

Petals, red and blue

Bitterly in love with the broken branches

Foam sells stolen colors

The distant willow

Is glued to its hair

And for the first time it sees

Why is it unhappy

16. "Farewell"

In the spring

Do you wave your handkerchief

To send me away

Or to return at once?

No, nothing

Nothing because

Like the falling flowers in the water

Like the dew on the flowers

Only the shadows know

Only the winds know

Only the colorful butterflies that the sighs startle

Are still fluttering in the heart's blossoms

17. p>

(1)

My canoe,

has no oars, no sails,

floats in the middle of the sea,

has no oars, no sails.

Wind, wind of fate,

Waves of emotion,

Please swallow me up,

Or send me back to the other shore,

Even if it's a dream,

I'm looking forward to that,

Sunken harbor;

I'm looking forward to that,

Golden

I'm looking forward to that

girl on the shore

to meet her,

to meet her!

(II)

My one-wooden boat,

without a rudder, without ropes and cables,

floats in the world of men,

without a rudder, without ropes and cables.

Winds, winds of fate,

Waves of emotion,

Please bury me,

Or send me home,

Even if it's in fragments,

I'm thinking of that,

Beautiful trestle bridge;

I'm thinking of that,

Tearful

I am missing my mother under the lamp

Wishing her a good night,

Wishing her a good night!

18, "I am a small city"

My heart,

is a city,

a smallest city.

No cluttered markets,

No multitude of inhabitants,

Dead calm,

Deadly calm.

Only a fallen leaf,

Only a cluster of flowers,

And secretly hiding

The deep love of my childhood

My dream,

Is a city,

A smallest of cities.

No solemn halls,

no sacred tombs,

peace and quiet,

peace and quiet.

Only a mist,

Only a breeze,

Still quietly clinging to

The innocence of childhood

Ah, I'm a small town,

A smallest town,

Can only live in one,

The man of my dreams,

The man of my heart,

My beloved,

O my beloved

Why doesn't it come?

19. "The Snowman"

In front of your door

I built a snowman

On behalf of my clumsy self

I kept you waiting

You took out a candy bar

And a sweet heart

And buried it in the snow

Saying that this is what would make me happy

The snowman didn't smile

He was silent.

Silent

Until the spring sun

Melts it away

Where is the man

Where is the heart

By the little pool of tears

There are only bees

20. "Dance on the Green"

On the green, spinning,

Trance-inducing windmills

The white butterflies, the pink butterflies, the white windmills.

The whitewashed butterflies like a swirling piece,

You're floating down in a whirl,

On the tips of the grass, quivering with

Slanting fine shadows,

The golden buds pluck the strings,

I'm sinking in the vibrato,

Heh, that heart-touching

Ho, that faint fragrance of the heart,

Ho, that aftermath of the spring sea,

Please laugh, let me cry,

For the life that is to come!

For the life to come!

Poems by Gu Cheng

1. "Regarded"

The sunlight

flashed in the sky

and was buried by the dark clouds

The rainstorm rinsed

the negatives of my soul

2. "Shadow of the Mountain"

In the shadow of the mountain

the warriors of the ancient times appeared.

With his steed

The road disappeared around him

He became a bas-relief

He became a tale of many different stories

One day he was a devil

And tomorrow an angel

The sailing ship with mourning

Slowly passed by

Unfolding the dark yellow cloth of the corpse

How many beautiful green trees

Bent by the cry of pain

Crying the warriors to their mercy

The broken moon

Hidden in the fog by God

It's all over now

4. After the Rain

After the Rain

A plain of water

A silence

Thousands of insect wings no longer rattle

In the swollen land of the amaranthine

Hydraxes chase the trembling waves

Petals, moist reds, pale blues

Bitterly in love with the broken branches

Floaters are selling back the Stolen colors

The distant willow

Is stuck to its hair

It sees itself for the first time

Why is it not happy

5. Farewell

In the springtime

You wave your handkerchief gently

Do you want to send me far away

Or will you return at once?

No, nothing

Nothing because

Like the falling flowers in the water

Like the dew on the flowers

Only the shadows know

Only the winds know

Only the colorful butterflies that the sighs startle

Are still fluttering in the heart's blossoms

6. "Far and Near"

You

are the only one who has the right to be with me.

You

look at me

and then at the clouds

I think

you're far away when you look at me

you're very close when you look at the clouds

I'm with countless

pebbles that can't hatch

and we're on the ground

and a blue river crawls by

and engulfs us

with our own eyes and our own hearts.

It swallows us up

And quietly spits us out

Nothing else

But to wish the grass would lengthen

Its shadow

8. "Generation"

The night gave me black eyes

And I use them to look for the light

9. "Rainy Day"

The clouds, gray and grey

Never wash away the light.

We opened our umbrellas

We blackened the sky

In the slowly drifting night

Two pairs of double stars

Seem to have no fixed orbit

They're just far away and nearer at times

10: "Bubbles"

Two free bubbles

Rise from the depths of the dream sea.

Two free bubbles

Rising from the depths of the sea of dreams

A hazy silver mist

Dispersing in the breeze

Like a child

I pull on the blurring you

In vain I try to bring the bubbles back to the land of reality

11: "Feeling"

The sky is gray

The road is gray

The building is gray

The sky is gray

The road is gray

The building is gray

The buildings are gray

The rain is gray

In a dead gray

Walked two children

One bright red

One pale green

12. "The Arc"

Birds in a brisk wind

Swiftly turning

The young man went to pick up

A penny <

The vine's tentacles extended by fantasy

The waves' backs raised by retreat

13. The Alley

The alley

is long and curvy

No door

No window

I took an old key

and knocked on the thick wall.

14. "Evasion"

Through the solemn rocks

Walked to the shore

Speak to me

I know the languages of the world

The sea laughed

And showed me

Birds that can swim

Fish that can fly

A sandy beach that sings

To the eternal, the eternal, the eternal, the eternal, the universal, the universal.

To the eternal questioning

But not a word

15: "The Case"

The night

Like swarm after swarm

Masked men

Sneak in

And then go away

I'm losing the dream

The smallest of pennies is left in my pockets

I'm Robbed

I say to the sun

The sun goes after the night

And is chased by another group of nights

16. In the sunset light

In the sunset light

You purse your lips:

Only a quarter of an hour is left

That is, the tragedy is now on.

To be ten years apart, a hundred years!

Thousands of miles. Miles!

Suddenly you smiled mischievously and

revealed your true age.

I forgot one sentence.

Well, I definitely forgot one.

We never figured it out

And the sun has quietly rested.

17. "Blink of an Eye"

I'm convinced

I can't take my eyes off it

The rainbow

Swims in the fountain

Tenderly looks down on the pedestrians

I blink my eyes

And I'm a serpent's shadow

And the clock

Roosts in the chapel

Quietly I blink my eyes

And I become a deep well

Saffron

Blossoms on the screen

Excited to greet the spring breeze

I blink my eyes

And I become a bloodbath

For the sake of conviction

I have my eyes open wide

18, Life Fantasia

Putting my visions and dreams

In a narrow shell

Willow boughs in a sail

Still swirling with summer cicadas

Tighten the mast

The wind blows the sails of the morning mist

And I'm sailing

Without a purpose

Into a blue sky

And letting the sun's waterfalls

Let the sun's waterfalls

Blacken my skin

The sun is my slender man

It pulls me

With strong ropes

Step by step

Twelve hours' journey

I'm being pushed by the wind

Eastward and westward

The sun disappears in the twilight

The darkness of night I sailed into the harbor of the Milky Way

Thousands of stars watched me

I dropped

The anchor of the crescent moon's gold

The sky dawned

The ocean was crowded with icebergs

Clashing

Thunder and lightning boomed and flashed

There I went

The universe is The universe is so boundless

Weave a cradle of golden straw

Put my inspiration and my heart

Inside

Buttoned wheels

And let time drag

Greetings to the world

The wheels roll through

Thyme and chrysanthemums

The crickets welcome me. I

Shake the strings

I dissolve hope in the scent of flowers

Night is like a valley

Day is like a peak

Sleep! Close your eyes

And the world is not my concern

The horse of time

Is tired

And the yellow-tailed bird of the peace

Makes its nest in my cart

I'm still going to walk the world on foot

Deserts, forests, and out-of-the-way nooks and crannies

And the sun is baking on the earth

Like a loaf of bread

I'm walking.

I walk

barefoot

I stamp my footprints

all over the earth

and the world melts into

my life

I'll sing

a human song

and in a thousand years

it will sound in the universe

19.

The dark clouds are thinning

I jump out of the moon's round window

Over a patch of

Beautiful, quiet standing water

Back to the village

On the wall of fresh earth

The grass is beginning to grow

Every wooden door

Is new

Is clean as an acacia flower And as clean as the acacia blossoms

The windowpane is silent

Like a blank envelope

Don't trust me

And don't trust anyone else

Putting the still-awake

Acacia flowers

Into the rings of the doors

So that all the stories that have been told

Will start out with a feeling of warmth and wonder

And the morning comes close to the door. >

The morning is near

Climb up into the trees

I take off my straw hat

And shed my customary sheath

And become a

Pale green robin

Yes, I'm going to crow

The rooster is old

Dropping his discolored plumage

And all the little girls who get up early

All the little girls who get up early

Go out to the fields

To pick the red cherries that spring leaves behind

And smile

20. The Snowman

In front of your door

I built a snowman

To represent the awkwardness of my life

That kept you waiting

And you brought out a lollipop

A sweet heart

Bury it in the snow

Said it would make me happy

The snowman didn't smile

Silent

Until the spring sun

Melted it clean

Where is the man

Where is the heart

By the tiny pool of tears

Only the bees

Are there any other bees? p> Gu Cheng Love Poems

Gu Cheng Love Poems

1. "Far and Near"

You,

will look at me one time,

one time look at the clouds.

I think

you're far away when you look at me,

you're close when you look at the clouds.

2. "I am a small city"

My heart,

is a city,

a smallest city.

No cluttered markets,

No multitude of inhabitants.

It is calm and quiet,

There is only a fallen leaf,

There is only a cluster of flowers,

And there is also a secret concealment of

The deep love of my childhood.

My dream,

is a city,

the smallest city.

No solemn halls,

no sacred tombs,

quiet,

only a mist,

only a breeze,

still quietly clinging to the innocence of

childhood.

Ah, I am a small city,

a smallest city,

can only live in one person,

my dreamer,

my beloved,

my lover which

Why do not you come?

Why doesn't it come?

3. "Farewell"

In the spring,

You wave your handkerchief gently,

Is it to send me far away,

Or to return at once?

No, nothing,

Nothing because,

Like the flowers in the water,

Like the dew on the flowers,

Only the shadow understands,

Only the wind knows,

Only the colorful butterflies that are stirred up by the sighs,

Are still fluttering in my heart.

4. "The Iron Bells"

For those who are in the spring,

"The iron bells"

"The iron bells" is a song for those who are in the spring.

To my sister who left home in the fall

(1)

You left

Still wearing that old dress

You were tired as a leaf, accepting the September sun

You suddenly waved your hand, telling me to go home quickly

You wanted to leave me with happiness, hiding your sorrow with sparkle

You said. Officer go, you're afraid I'll waste my time

You go with another to watch the waves, the sea is piled high with peels

You could be for it to be true, but the truth has come

You go alone to accept a destiny, the blessing always stays where it is

(2)

You go

Mom sends you off in a panic

She grabs She grabbed a lot of things as if she was going to float on the sea, too

Autumn grasses panicked, too, not knowing how to place their shadows

They talked and talked, to the detriment of the sky's waiting

With the last gap, you suddenly remembered to play chess

Arranging the white and black glass blocks into all kinds of squares

I was eight years old, and I liked to intimidate and beg

I want you to play chess

I wanted to play chess.

I wanted you to play chess, but you liked leather straps

(3)

You're gone

We're both standing on the shore

We're kin, so the land will sink

I don't care about the ash, I'm thinking about the short stove

The fire is wrapped in smoke, and you're in tears on the side

We had our last fight over whether to shut the stove door or not

We fought the last fight over whether to shut the stove door or not

We fought the last fight over whether to close it or not. We had our last fight over whether to close the door or not

We had many fights, and you always praised me for my madness

I swallowed a handful of stones to gain my admiration

You don't need to swallow, you've got prizes in your drawer

(4)

You've gone

As a child, I also wondered on the road

as if you'd go first, following the Old habits

I didn't think of the man, for habits are abstract threads

I just hated, y, all your classmates

They were afraid of me, they only dared to stomp outside the door

I hated the bends of their blue legs, and I hated the fact that they had called you away

You danced in the woods, and I wondered about plans to make mischief

And finally I'm always stained with white lime and slowly leave the night

(v)

You're gone

And the riverbank will take me too

It's a dusky fate, like a flock of birds startled on a branch

We'll never have a white china tank again, we'll never go catching tadpoles

The ponds have long since dried up, and the water plants have been buried

We're grew up and left our little clothes to our mothers

Autumn burns feebly on the faded corduroy

The carts are against the wall, and they can't take us any farther

Childhood is in a photo book, and the dust is time

(F)

You've gone

And everything is going to be different

The old books are damaged, and the new ones are more tidy. Love tidier

All books have a last page, even if you don't read them

Holidays are bookends, trailing tiny gold lines

We don't read the world, the world reads us

We were borrowed by the world a long time ago, and it won't put us back

You waved your hand at me, and maybe it didn't occur to you

That in the sparsely spaced lines of text. Shouldn't be read

(vii)

You're gone

You'll be back eventually

Was that another you? I can never believe it

Daylight falls like a handkerchief, and the land is hung slowly

You seem to smile in the distance, but the images have no sound

It's like a dozen reels of film, shown in two places at once

I'm in the plaza, watching the last episode, and you're taking a break in between the scenes

I'm afraid of the glowing green glass, and I'm afraid of learning to lie

We're not two tears, one has been wiped away

(viii)

You're gone

Nothing has changed

I'm still me, your bossy brother

I'll still push over the shelves and make them fall on all fours

I'll still jump into the big pile of sand and dig a big, wet hole

I'll still look at the web of the The sun, and I'll turn into a spider

And I'll fly into the old forest, and into the sticky amber

And I'll throw away my money, and go tripping down that road

And we'll be beaten together, and I'll cry for you

(IX)

And you've gone

And I never believed it for a moment

Though I pushed at the door too and

Is everything going away, the city and the platforms

Including the oranges that are beginning to rot, including the hanging planets

Everything is going away, and to wait is to walk backwards

Why should the heart stay where it is, when it is already going away

The heart that knows how to learn to walk tonight

At the end of the fallen leaves, there is always a string of shakes. p>

6. "Dien"

I carved your vows

of love

into a candle

and watched how it was drowned in tears

and burned out by the fire of my heart

and watched how the last thought

became extinct

and how it was dispersed by the wind

7. "Bubbles"

"Bubble" is the story of two free men who are in the middle of the night

and who are in the middle of the night.

Two blisters of freedom

Rise from the depths of the sea of dreams

A hazy silver mist

Disperses in the breeze

Like a child

I pull on the blurring you

In a vain attempt to bring the blisters

Back to the land of reality

9, "Feelings"

The sky is gray. > The sky is gray

The road is gray

The building is gray

The rain is gray

In the midst of a dead gray

Walked two children

One bright red

One light green

10. "The Arc"

Birds in a brisk wind

Swiftly turning

A teenager goes to pick up

A penny

The vine's tentacles stretched by fantasy

The waves' backs shrugged by retreat

11. "The Alley"

The alley

Is long and crooked

No door

No window

I took an old key

And knocked on the thick wall

12. "Evasion"

Through the solemn rocks

Walked to the shore

Speak up

I know the world's language

The sea laughed

Show me

Birds that can swim

Flying fish

Singing beaches

But not a word to the eternal questioning

13. "Faint Hope"

I'm with a million

Pebbles that can't hatch

Baked together

And a blue river creeps in

And swallows us up

And spits out

A thousand times, I'm with a thousand

pebbles that can't hatch.

The sunlight

Flickers in the sky

And is buried by dark clouds

The rainstorm rinses

The negatives of my soul

15, Blink.

In those wrong times,

I had this illusion.

I was convinced

I couldn't take my eyes off it

Rainbows

Swimming in fountains

Tenderly attending to pedestrians

With a blink of the eye

I was a serpentine mass

Clocks

Roosting in churches

Sedately stoned on the hours

I In the blink of an eye

I'm a deep well

Saffron

Blossoms on the silver screen

Excited to meet the spring breeze

I blink my eye

I'm a bloodbath

For the sake of conviction

I'm doubled over

Gu Cheng's classic love poems

The clouds, gray and grey, can no longer be washed clean. We opened our umbrellas and simply blackened the sky. In the slowly drifting night, there are two pairs of double stars that seem to have no fixed orbit, but are only far away from time to time.

2, "Bubble Shadow"

The two free blisters rose from the depths of the sea of dreams, and the hazy, misty, silvery fog dispersed on the breeze.

3. "The Arc"

The bird turns quickly in the wind to the boy to pick up a penny, the vine stretches out in fantasy, the waves rise up in retreat

4. "A Slight Hope"

I'm with countless pebbles that won't hatch, and the blue river creeps in to engulf us and spit us out again, and there's nothing else to hope for but that the grass will lengthen its shadow.

5. "The Alley"

The alley is long and curved, with no door or window, and I take an old key and knock on the thick wall.

6. "The Far and the Near"

You look at me one moment, and then you look at the clouds the next. I think you're far away when you look at me, and close when you look at the clouds.

7. "Farewell"

In the spring, when you wave your handkerchief lightly, do you let me go far away, or do you return at once? No, nothing, nothing because, like the falling flowers in the water, like the dew on the flowers only the shadow understands, only the wind can experience, only the colorful butterflies startled by sighs are still fluttering in the heart

8, "I'm a small city"

My heart, it is a city, the smallest of them all. There are no cluttered markets, no multitude of inhabitants. Cold and quiet, cold and quiet, only a falling leaf, only a cluster of flowers, but also secretly hiding the deep love of childhood. My dream, is a city, a smallest city. There is no solemn hall, no sacred tomb, quiet, quiet, quiet, only a mist, only a breeze, but also quietly clinging to the innocence of childhood. Ah, I am a small city, a smallest city, can only live in one person, my dreamer, my sweetheart, my lover which why not come? Why doesn't it come?

9. Blink

In those wrong times, I had this illusion. I was convinced that I couldn't take my eyes off the rainbow swimming in the fountain tenderly looking at the pedestrians I blinked and it became a cloud of snakes clocks perched in churches quietly high on the hour I blinked and it became a deep well crocuses blossomed on the screen excitedly welcoming the spring winds I blinked and it became a bloodbath for the sake of conviction I had both my eyes wide open

10. "Circumvention"

Across the solemn rocks I walked towards the The sea smiled and showed me the birds that swim, the fish that fly, the sand that sings, and said nothing to the eternal questioning