中英文抒情诗《说什么好呢》
作者：王佐臣
生活在奇妙又荒诞文明世界
现代科技似怪兽对苍生张开血盘大口
吞噬伦理良知残羹
迅猛程度史无前例，凶狠歹毒
说什么呢
志向被时光回声折断，勇气也摸不着北
声声叹
南朝四百八十寺，风雨飘摇至今仅剩寥寥
向死而生宿命
极其忿恨盲从，无奈操纵
啊频繁战争，天灾人祸
迫使山河呼吸困难
除了心碎还是心碎，震得假面具脱落
执着爱情芬芳携希盼烈焰
探望童年月影，青春沙滩
任忆海掀起留恋巨浪
个个忌讳“死”字，但谁也逃不过此劫
小屁孩转眼成了白发老翁
伫立时光岔路口此刻感慨万千
想起哪曾爱我的与我爱的人
一个个相继离世，再也无缘陪伴
感叹诗人多如牛毛当下
思想愈发混乱，认知肤浅
早听烦花前月下夸张的编排
也看厌了抄袭，病态及狗屁不通经典
好怀念从前车马船独悠悠生活
知晓为名利苟活毫无意义
于死亡没区别
但经不住诱惑，信念与举止经常唱反调
浮云散尽，剩下注定空虚而己
生是侥幸，死乃必然
堵耳洞可以，事实怎会轻易更弦
狂也好，谨慎也罢
没人能逃得过时光那锋利镰刀
书读得越多脑瓜子越笨
对宇宙，生存价值猜测不透
毕生信奉无神论，到老却渴望存在轮回
肉体泯灭，怕精神依然Immortality
近期沉沦，仿佛步入人生终点
等死神召唤
想到以后无法领略阳光
失去鸟语花香，灵魂被黑暗制约
像从未来过人生一样，成吨凄凉洒向无垠
如此渺小脆弱，薄如蝉翼生命悲壮怀激烈
好想说些什么，留给这生生不息的世界
留给子孙或永恒时光，却又不得要领
The Chinese-English bilingual poem "what should I say"
Author: Wang Zuochen
Living in a wonderful and absurd civilized world
Modern technology is like a monster with a bloody mouth wide open.
Devour the remnants of moral conscience
The speed is unprecedented, violent and violent.
What am I supposed to say?
Ambition is broken by the echo of time, and courage loses its way.
Let me ask, there are more than 480 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasty.
Destroyed by wind and rain, how much is left?
Life is the prelude to death, and death is the end of life.
Extremely resentful and follow blindly and helplessly
Frequent wars, natural and man-made disasters
Make it hard for mountains and rivers to breathe
In addition to heartbreak or heartbreak, the mask will fall off.
May the flame and fragrance of love be one.
Visit the moon shadow of my childhood and the beach of youth
There is a huge wave of nostalgia in my mind.
Everyone is taboo about the word "death", but no one can escape disaster.
A child becomes a white-haired old man in the blink of an eye.
Standing at the fork in the road, I have a heavy heart at the moment
The people who once loved me and the people I used to love
Die one after another, unaccompanied.
Alas, there are too many poets now.
The mind is becoming more and more confused, and the cognition is becoming more and more superficial.
I'm tired of listening to exaggerated arrangements in front of the flowers and the moon
I'm also tired of plagiarism, morbid and bullshit classics.
How I miss the leisurely life in the past
It is pointless to know that it is meaningless to live for fame and wealth.
It's no different from death.
Because I can't stand temptation.
That's why beliefs and actions are often worth it.
When the clouds dissipate, the rest is destined to be pale and empty.
Life is accidental, death is inevitable.
It's okay to plug your ears, but how can the facts change?
Either crazy or cautious.
No one can escape the sickle of time
The more books you read, the more stupid you will be.
I can't guess the survival value of the universe.
He believed in atheism all his life and longed for reincarnation in his later years.
Although the body is dead, I believe that the spirit is immortal.
Without interest, people seem to have set foot on the dock at the end of the journey.
Waiting for death to come.
I don't think I can enjoy the sunshine anymore.
Without the scent of birds and flowers, the soul is bound by darkness.
There is no future, tons of desolation sprinkled on the boundless land
As small and fragile as cicada wings, life is so unbearable and pitiful
I really want to say something to the endless world.
Leave it to posterity or eternity, but often fail to find the point.
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