呵,失掉了!这句话好比一声钟

 使我猛省到我站脚的地方!

别了!幻想,这骗人的妖童

不能老耍弄它盛传的伎俩。

-----约翰·济慈

    
    
               
   




Scenes

Silence

My Christmas Present

Queen of Forest

Grandma

Apr 2003

May 2003

Dec 2003

Jan 2004

May 2004







此诗写于高中三年级最后狂想时代,那是一段飘渺的日子。

Scenes
How wild that woods strengthens its broad arms,
how smooth that lake expands its ample breast,
how vast that rock over its surface rests,
there everythin' smiles in misty glow the summer sky.

Summer, the sweet season,
that brings forth bud and bloom,
with yellow the sun reflects all her fervid ray,
with green the earth nourishes all her beauties.

How sweet that horn sings its pure melody,
how mild that wave trembles its glistening eyes,
how graceful that winding shore supplies its lovely body,
here the mountain shadows in crystal mirror of the waters.

And wow! the sun focuses in all her strong blush,
to fancy all the visions below the loveliest dreams,
hail! the watery scenes flies the soft rocky dusts,
while the pointed crags decay over yon cliff.

 

景致
树林伸展粗犷的手臂多么狂野,
湖水袒露宽阔的胸膛多么平滑,
岩石休息在她的水面多么巨大,
那里所有的一切在夏日天空的柔辉中微笑。

夏日,多么甜蜜的季节!
带来了蓓蕾和花朵的天堂,
太阳射出了她浓艳的金色光线,
绿色生机的大地营养着她的美丽。

号角吹出来的纯洁的旋律多么甜蜜,
微浪颤抖她那闪耀的眼睛多么温柔,
盘旋河岸展示她美妙身姿多么优雅,
这里山岩倒影在碧水的水晶明镜中。

哇!太阳聚集了她那所有的强力照射,
去给所有景致嫁接那美妙的梦,
啊!水面的幻想飞起无数岩石气的尘埃,
被侵蚀的悬崖废墟已在那边的崖巅消失。