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Jiangnan (Two Outer Songs)

Poetry Jiangnan (two other poems)

Jiangnan

Draw your sword, draw your sword

Jiangnan

How much I want to see you

The still sharp sword pierces me

A chest that has been lonely for a hundred years



Where is the hero? What is the hero?

Where have you gone?

He's gone, never again

turn around

But who can, in Liuguang

Keep your blushing face in the fleeting time



How can there be a stainless sword?

that in the years

With an old face, have you ever

Saw a hero

I saw the cruel years

White snow under the temples



Boy, are you again

lost in willow bank

Those who sleep peacefully in the songs of warblers

Have you ever heard that distant

Eagle's call



Jiangnan

Why didn't you forget me

In your original beautiful days

The most enchanting butterfly

Also stay in your skirt



I'm drunk, drunk at the sunset

Drunk on you

In lingering longing

Long sword, come on

Jiangnan, come on

Look at that arrogant young man once

The heart burned by flames



and

the one who lives forever in fire

But you, Jiangnan

My eternal Jiangnan

Chaosi Muxue wrote on 9.10

No one remembers that winter anymore

Low clouds, biting wind

The coldness and distance that even a goshawk cannot surpass

Just a tall wintersweet with its head raised

Fire that burns like blood

In the rising and falling breathing of time

It ignites the tears of gratitude in my eyes

That black hair that will never be forgotten for the rest of your life

Like mother's warm hands on her forehead

You gave us the years

But brought sadness into his dreamland

The sharp blade of time is on your radiant face

Ruthlessly branding the lines of fatigue

But you smiled and gave the glory of life

Hidden behind every childish smile

You have never regretted or hesitated

On the seven-foot podium

You shed tears like rain and sea

With the greenness of life

Cultivated the delicate red flowers

You sink your roots deeper and deeper

Just for the elves growing in the sky

Sing like a skylark for the sunshine and cheer for freedom

The black hair that passed away in that day

White pain covered with snowflakes

And you have forgotten the pain, the big tree climbing to the sky

Joining deeper into the sky before your eyes

But who can forget your chapped skin?

The soul that makes the earth tremble

Awakening in the winter ice

Looking forward to the bright sadness of the next season

prince flower

In the distant horizon, there is a flame growing

There is a kind of flower called prince flower

There is a kind of flower blooming called Prince Flower Blooming

lonely bloom

the withering of loneliness

Those faces that look up at the night sky and have been lonely for a hundred years

Have you ever waited for the girl of your dreams?

That black nightmare, is it

Still lingering in your heart

princess in the dark

How can I imprison your free soul?

Do you remember those flames blooming in the sky?

In the years when you were ignorant

Burning fiercely, flying and falling

The prince who endured the flames

your heart has already

Broken in that sudden disaster

But are they dead, witch?

Cast a dark spell on you

But she forgot, forgot you

The once pair of wings of freedom

Still carrying your soul

Fly, fly...

The prince who has been lonely for a hundred years

Have you ever forgotten in your heart, forgotten

that in your life

The woman who gave you her life

She's gone, broken with blood

Witch's wand

She left and disappeared into the temperatureless world

another lonely world

you remember those flames

Burning in your eyes, disappearing

distant horizon

Disappear in the distant horizon without love


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