苏菲翻译Translation

[Guangdong] DongDangzi Reed Flute I created her image by a kind of sound; In Dong Dangzhou, everyone has this capability To create their lovers by the kind of sound; With catkins flying, in dense reeds Everyone can chip the reed flute, and play with it; On their fingers, a few cuts must be left.

It seems that I’ve met another myself Lao Chao In the deep night Lights flickering in the street A middle-aged man Judging from his clothes, as I look at me He lives at the bottom of society. Walking, he does not see me He said something while he walked His voice is so low, which only he can hear As he said, he had a smile from time to time

[Hunan] Huang Shuhui At That Night the Quiet Water Would Eventually Rise There is no plum blossom on Meishan, which blooms in the dream There is water, spring water hiding in grass and trees, which flows from the crack of stones The tiger is howling in the deep forest

[CHINA] YISHA Watch Macao I don’t know That the tourism project Is still being Travelers in the yacht on the sea of Zhuhai Watch Macao 13 years ago, I had watched it I had watched that piece of land

[China] Tangshi The Bird Must Be My Lover As the bird flew, she flew towards the place I’d lived with her snowy white feather, as if she was born in white jade. She flew leisurely at the speed, not fast, not slow on her face with the sky’s expression. On her way, she had never screamed, never exaggerated and never flaunted

[Guangdong] Wen Yuanhui The Lake of Heaven On earth it must be God who takes pity To make such a lake with drawn tears In the lake, its water is so salty On earth than all the tears The water is such blue as the sky Exactly the same colors

The Secondary Rainbow on Birthday（14 lines） — To the Birthday of Chen & Jiong By Dazang Chen, my dear, the sun and flame’s lover in the darkness, We think of our birthday together in our winter in the first snow By walking through the dark night I picked the secondary rainbow for you in paradise

[Guangdong] Huang Lihai Some Things Are Rearranged The world hides in its subtle changes In the morning, the coffee is wafting its scent, as rays are emitting from the nest Outside of window, the low olive trees still maintain morning’s moisture The fine footsteps take your hearing to the distance

[China] ALDINGFU YIREN The Camel Spring At the foot of the lofty Wutusi mountain, There is a clear ripple. Hugging my grandma’s neck, in my childhood, “Where does the spring flow to?” I asked.

Anna Kokot BODY CONFESSION Don’t look at me Your blind eyes You can’t see my human’s shape You can’t touch me so deep as you want every night, every day without using hands without using...