作者简介：
白曼，出身书香之家，渊薮深远，长居香港。香港特别行政区音乐家协会常务副理事长。淡泊名利，写作纯属热爱， 其诗，多深情优美、情思灵动，散见于纸刊、网络平台和诗集。
Author Profile: Bai Man, born in a literary family with deep roots, living in Hong Kong all the time, executive vice president of Musician Association of Hong Kong Special Administrative Region. Indifferent to fame and fortune, writing out of pure love. Her poems, affectionate, beautiful, and quick-witted, published in paper journals, network platforms and poetry collections
1.我有一颗红火火的中国心
作者丨白曼（香港)
英译丨静好（英国）
人间浩荡，那是东风重重叠叠春，
山河如梦，那是家国八千里外情；
捲一片彩霞，题一首赞诗，
捧着中国心，向远方的亲人问候、致敬！
漫长的庚子年即将成为旧痕，
我们的悲欢留在心底很深很深；
祖国同我们忧戚与共，关爱长在，
祖国奋战疫情的成功，鼓舞了全球的华人！
海浪日夜奔腾，欢唱着生命之歌，
高山宏伟列队，坚守着美好的人生；
心中有祖国，永远有甜蜜的信念-
思念祖国和故乡，天天都辉映着朝阳般的光明！
啊，人间浩荡，那是东风重重叠叠春，
山河如梦，那是家国八千里外情；
多么自豪！多么幸福！
我有一颗红火火的中国心！
I have a Fiery-Red, Chinese heart
By Baiman (Hong Kong)
Tr. Jinghao (UK)
The world is vast and mighty, where is the east wind prevailing in spring,
The mountains and rivers are like a dream, which is the love of the family and country from eight thousand miles away.
Holding a clump of colourful clouds and writing a hymn,
With a Chinese heart, I greet and pay tribute to relatives far away!
The long, long 2020 is about to become an old mark,
Our joys and sorrows stay deep in our hearts;
The Motherland shares our worries and cares: her love and care is always there.
The success of the Motherland in fighting the epidemic has inspired Chinese people all over the world!
The waves roll day and night, singing happily the song of life.
The magnificent mountains line up, sticking to this beautiful life.
With the Motherland always in my heart, I always cherish a sweet faith —
Missing the Motherland and hometown, we enjoy the bright shining as in sunrise every day!
O the world is vast and mighty, which is the east wind prevailing in spring,
The mountains and rivers are like a dream, which is the love of the family and country from eight thousand miles away.
How proud! How happy!
I have a fiery- red Chinese heart!
2.在诗行中寻找年味
文｜白曼（香港）
译｜静好（英国）
透着嫩绿春色，远方飘来隐隐的爆竹声，
一行行小诗如一串串红鞭炮；
我在写诗，闻到了童年空气中欢乐味儿，
心醉了，淡淡的焰火硫磺味飘着诗韵。
妈妈搓汤元的身影最神圣，
她将五千年的团圆拌和得甜盈盈；
慈父在书房饱蘸浓墨握笔疾书，
他将青山和红霞凝成春联两份。
最快乐的还是我们小朋友，
欢叫着捉迷藏躲进年前年后的身影。
同大人们一齐守岁时，
未等到轰隆隆迎年的脚步声我已呼呼入梦......
回忆中幸福中，我推敲着诗句，
字行间飘出的人间永远最美。
「过年了，过年了！」孩提时代的叫声比糖更甜，
我的诗句也变得甜津津、甜津津⋯⋯
Find the Taste of the Year in Poetry
By Baiman (Hong Kong)
Tr. Jinghao (UK)
Through the light vernal green, the faint cracklings of firecrackers echoes in the distance；
Poetic lines are like strings of red firecrackers.
Writing poems and smelling the joy of childhood in the air,
I am intoxicated by the faint smell of fireworks and sulphur combined with poetic rhyme.
The figure of mother making sweet dumplings is the most sacred,
As she blended the five thousand years of reunion into sweetness;
My loving father in the study, holding a brush pen soaked with thick ink,
Condensed green mountains and red sky into two spring couplets.
The happiest ones were us, the children
Yelling and hiding before and after the Lunar New Year’s Day, playing hide-and-seek.
While staying up all night with the adults at New Year’s Eve
Before the rumblings of the New Year’s footsteps,
I slept in my dreams...
In my happy memory, I deliberated on verses,
The world floating between the lines being always the most beautiful.
"Hail the New Year, hail the New Year!" The shouts of childhood are sweeter than sugar,
My verse also became sweet, and sweet...
3.元宵夜·月亮灯
文丨白曼（香港）
译｜静好（英国）
正月十五，挂一盏月亮灯
年，今夜圆满———
最好的象征和寄望；
欢欣亮闪闪，
眼睛，笑成月亮下串串星光.....
美好在心中升起，
月亮灯的光輝——-
古老而沧桑；
远去的一年，心潮汩汩，
想念祖国山河、想着眼前的香港.....
圆圆的月亮灯，用光明织着一片憧憬，
眼前是我的家、我的香港、我的华夏！
今夜的圆不是梦，是最好的心境，
元宵，一盏月亮灯领引，
心，骄傲在五千年的路上！
On the Lantern Festival Night, Moon Bright
By Baiman (Hong Kong)
Tr. Jinghao (UK)
On the Lantern Festival night, we'll hang out a moon lamp;
The Chinese New Year will be complete tonight.
The best symbol and hope,
Sparkle joyously;
Smiling eyes, are like rays of starlight under the moon.
Good arises in my heart;
The brilliance of the ancient moon lamp,
Reflects life’s ups and downs.
In the past year, I've felt my heart flip,
Missing our motherland, and Hong Kong in front of us.
The round moon lamp, weaves light into our longing;
Before me is my home, my Hong Kong, and my China!
Tonight, the full moon isn't a dream, but the best mood.
The Lantern Festival night, lit up by a moon lamp,
I'm proud of the history of five thousand years!
4.在春天的岸边
作者｜白曼（香港）
英译｜静好（英国）
迎春花瓣的金浪，
推着心波，向人间欢唱。
在春天的岸边，
听莺歌，扯根绿色柳条舞动奔放.....
生生不息，阳光明媚，
文学、哲学和美学同一殿堂。
永远走在春天的岸边，
少女般的心，旖旎芬芳！
By the Water in Spring Time
By Baiman (Hong Kong)
Tr.Jinghao (UK)
The spring petals as golden billows rippling
Push into the heart waves, singing to the world.
By the water in spring,
I dance freely with a green wicker, enjoying warblers’ singing.
Life is endless, the sun shining;
Literature, philosophy and aesthetics are in the same palace.
I always walk by the water in spring,
My girlish heart fragrant and charming!
英译者简介：
静好，原名王静，英籍华人。现任海外凤凰诗译社社长兼总编、世界名人会荣誉社长，作品散布在各网络平台及报刊杂志如《人民日报》《中国诗刊》《国际日报》等。多次获奖，中欧跨文化作家协会会员，联合国《世界生态》杂志顾问。
Jinghao; real name: Wang Jing; a British Chinese; President and Editor-in-Chief of the Overseas Phoenix Poetry Translation Agency and honorary President of the World Celebrity Association; works found on various network platforms and newspapers and magazines such as "People's Daily", "Chinese Poetry", "International Daily", etc. Awarded many times; member of the China-Europe Cross-cultural Writers Association; consultant of the United Nations "World Ecology" magazine.
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