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Oh, the wild west wind, the breath of autumn life!
You are invisible, but the dead leaves are swept away by you.
It's like a ghost meets a wizard and has to escape:
Yellow, black, gray, red as tuberculosis,
Ah, a group of people who are seriously infected with the epidemic: Xifeng, it's you.
Destroy promising seeds with chariots.
On the bed in the dark winter, they just lie there,
Like a dead hole in the grave, cold, hidden and humble,
Wait until spring, when your beautiful sister blows.
Her trumpet resounded through the sleeping earth,
(Call out buds and feed in the air like sheep)
Let the mountains and plains be full of color and fragrance.
Free spirit, you travel everywhere;
Destroyer and Protector: Listen, you listen!
two
When the sky is in chaos,
Clouds are torn like dead leaves of the earth.
Branches intertwined with the sky and the sea.
Be the messenger of rain and electricity: they will fall.
On the blue waves of your solemn breath,
Like a crazy girl's fluttering hair flashing,
From the distant and blurred edge of the sky
Straight to the sky, swaying everywhere.
Curly hair wants a thunderstorm, for a dying year.
You sang Corona Herr and this dense night.
Will be the dome of a huge tomb,
With the cohesion of your strength;
That's your breath, and it will explode from it.
Black Rain, Hail and Flame: Oh, listen!
three
It's you, you awakened the blue Mediterranean,
It's been sleeping all summer,
Hypnotized by the clear water,
On the pumice island in Baya Bay,
It dreamed of ancient palaces and pavilions.
Shaking in the waves reflected in the water sky,
They are all covered with moss and flowers.
What a charming smell! Oh, here you are.
Make way for the turbulent waves in the Atlantic Ocean.
Split yourself into two sides, but fall into the abyss.
Flowers and plants in the ocean and muddy forests
Although the branches and leaves are sparse, there is no energy;
Hearing your voice, they turned blue with fear:
Trembling and automatically contracting at the same time: Oh, listen!
four
Hey, if I am a dead leaf and you let me float,
If I were a cloud, I could fly with you.
It's a wave, breathe with your strength,
If I have your pulse, it doesn't matter.
You are too free, oh, an uncontrollable life!
If I could dance like Feng Ling when I was a teenager.
I will be your partner and swim in the sky.
Because, at that time, if I wanted to chase you to the sky,
I wouldn't be like this.
So eager to pray with you.
Oh, lift me up like waves, leaves and clouds!
I fell on the thorns of life, I was bleeding!
This kind of life is suppressed by the heavy shackles of years.
I am like you: proud, agile and unruly.
five
Think of me as your harp, like a forest;
Although my leaves have fallen, what does it matter!
Music inspired by your huge ensemble
Will be dyed by the Woods and my late autumn:
Although sad and sweet. Oh, I hope you can give it to me.
Violent spirit! Brave, let us become one!
Please blow my dead thoughts to the world,
Let it give birth to new life like dead leaves!
Oh, please listen to this incantation poem.
Just take my words, like ashes and sparks.
Spread from the still burning fire to the world!
Let the horn of prophecy pass through my lips
Wake up the sleeping earth! If it's winter
It has come, west wind, can spring be far behind?