Postcards from Yan’an
I'm looking at
the color photos and I think:
“What a beautiful city.
It's a pity it's so far.
It shines like a star in the night sky.
Today I can admire it,
someday I want to touch it .”
I notice
that the jade green of the hills
is crossed by the blue of a meandering river.
Maybe it's the dragon's mark on the ground,
filled with life-giving water.
A happy symbol and an omen?
I marvel
at the colorful lights and mighty skyscrapers
Modernity goes to the sky.
The roots date back to antiquity
and draw their juices
from the origins of the nation
The cradle of China
sways to the rhythm of memories
about great men and their works.
Locals pride themselves on Huang Di.
Aged stones in the mausoleum
whisper about him with delight.
I do not know,
who will read this poem,
but everyone will find
something different in it.
I invite you to wander with me.
I reveal the charm of this place with a word
and I follow the trail of my imagination.
延安的明信片
我望着
彩色的照片在想：
“多美的城市啊，
可惜距我太远。
它就似 星儿一样 在夜空中闪。
今天 我可以欣赏到它，
总有一天 我要亲临去感。”
我 注意到，
山上的翠色，
被一条蜿蜒的蓝色河流洞穿。
也许是 大地上的龙的印记，
让生命之泉涌动。
这是 快乐的象征和预言？
感到惊奇，
耀目的灯光和雄伟的大楼，
现代化的气息 飞向了天。
它的根 可以追至古代，
内涵的奥妙，
正是 国家的起源。
中国的摇篮，
伴着 记忆的节奏摇摆，
点缀 伟人共他们的醒世恒言。
土人 以黄帝为荣，
陵园里的老石，
亦在愉悦地评议千年。
不知，
会有谁 来读此诗，
但每个人都会发现，
里面 藏着不同的焦点。
邀你 共我一起漫步。
我会用一句话 来展示这个地方的魅力无穷，
然后 追随我的星念。
