Buddha keeps silent;
From the bodhi tree
how many leaves of zen
All worries between the brows of the eyes
have been tapped open
by the wooden fish.
All thoughts about the mortal world
are drowned in the sound of the temple bells.
Are they blessings or curses
that away the curling incense smokes take?
Who is wrong and who is right
in this world?
When I quietly watch the lotus meditating,
a spring cicadas flashes by.
Qu Yuan, an Eternal Dream
An old sturgeon,
Still so lonely,
Is struggling upstream in the river,
Eyes steaming with tear
Of Laments (Lisao).
The water has its days to be turbid;
It also has its moments to be clear.
Bubbling out of the mouth
Are strings of Heavenly Questions (Tianwen):
Why should most of the noble go to the hell,
While most of the despicable to the heaven?
For more than 2000 years
Heaven makes no answer,
Neither does the hell.
Only the winds and the waves
Are chanting on the river
Nine Songs (Jiuge) that never fades,
With the laughter of the sprays
And the whining of birds.
The alive have their pains
And the dead have their joys.
Flickering nearby is still the dignity of the lotus;
Floating beyond is still the dream of the orchids.
Taking home the bricks of the Great Wall,
People build their own territories
Dreaming back to the Spring and Autumn period.
North, south, east and west, smokes and fires of war rise.
You have your empty city strategy;
I have my self-injuring ruse.
Times make their heroes, heroes make their times.
"Chi (eat)" is intentional;
"Peng (bump)" is fate, "Gang (swallow up)" is luck;
"Ting (stop)" waits for destiny.
A cry of "Hu (win)" stores up all swords and spears.
Some cheer on the top of the walls;
Some weep at the foot of the walls.
Game is life, life is game.
1) Stopover in Guiyang
The lingering autumn rain
With a hazy
In hesitation, the sun
Stretched his light lovely
Through the clouds gloomy
To embrace her tightly.
Like a Miao village girl
She was about
Her landscape beauty
But I had to leave
With my plane
In a hurry.
I could only
The blue sky and white clouds
Dotted on her head
And put them gently
In my memory.
* Miao: an ethnic group in southwest of China, whose girls like to have beautiful and attractive decorations on head.
2) Zhuang Folk Songs
At the foot of the lush Romance Mountain
I cast a colourful embroidered ball
Up to the top. In an instant,
There rang a melodious folk song sung by a Zhuang girl;
Like a pure spring
It flowed down.
The sun simultaneously translated her every love word
Into pieces of beautiful Zhuang brocade that silently sing.
*Zhuang(壮族): one of the biggest ethnic groups in southwest of China, famous for its folk songs, folk song fairs and brocade
Chinese Famous Teas
Intimately Jasmine and Biluochun stroll hand in hand,
Which Huangshan Maofeng and Qimen Red never understand. Xihulongjing and Anji White grow on the fairyland;
Afar Lu An Guapian greets Puer, another tea grand.
Dahongpao and Tieguanyin produce different feeling,
Lushan Mountain makes Wulong clouds confusing.
Junshan Silver Needle overlooks Mengding;
Xinyang Maojian always calls Duyun
* At least the top ten brands of Chinese teas are included in this poem