Famous poetry.
We walked in the fields all day
We walked in the fields all day
Same as our women, children and dogs.
We play singing.
Drink the water that has been fresh for a long time.
In the afternoon we meditate for a while.
Look deep into each other's eyes.
A butterfly flies out of its chest.
Its purity is better than that.
The white sprigs on the tip of our dreams.
We know it's never going away.
It has no recollection of being a worm crawling slowly.
At night we make a fire.
Around the fire we sang ---
Fire, lovely fire, don't pity matches.
Fire, lovely fire, don't turn to ashes.
Fire, lovely fire, burn us.
Speak life for us.
It is we who speak of life, we hold her hand.
We look into her eyes, and she looks back.
If that's what makes us intoxicated by an attractive person.
We know. If this is the misfortune that is painful for us, we have suffered.
It is we who speak of life, we move forward.
And say goodbye to the migratory birds of life.
We inherit our wonderful ancestors.
Translated by Cai Qijiao.
Aegean blues
Among the kingfishers in the afternoon, how harmonious the soul is!
How calm it is in the roar of the distant shore!
Cuckoo in a dense wooded area.
The mysterious hour of the fishermen's dinner.
The sea where the accordion is played.
A woman's distant longing.
The open-chested woman.
When memories enter the nest.
Lilacs pour the sunset with the eye of fire!
A clipper sail on the sails of the Virgin.
They went to sea, admirers of those lilies.
But he stayed in a foreign land, with the blessings of the wind.
But here's how the night splashes out of sleep.
It looks like a white crystal neck on a vast beach.
The bubbling hair of the flow.
Please look at the light dust of the girl's dream.
It is smoked by spearmint and Daohe perilla.
How it was spread and overflowed in the sky.
With Orion's golden sword!
At the three crossroads, there stood ancient witches.
Set the wind on fire with dried thyme.
There were a few slender figures swaying lightly.
Each person holds a small jar of water that is sealed with purified water.
Serenely, it is as if you are walking into ...... paradise
And from the crickets splashed all over the field to pray.
The beauties appear faintly in the moonlight.
Come to the midnight threshing floor and dance the man.
Ah, a pool of pure water that shimmers like a mirror.
Miracles drift in the depths.
Ah, seven little lilies flickering!
When Orion's sword returns.
It will find the poor food under the lamp.
But a soul on the scorching embers of the stars.
It will find the giant hands that reach out to the boundless.
It's nothing more than desolate seagrass, the youngest young son on the beach.
And time is the ...... of emerald gemstones
Ah, emerald gems—
That's what the Stormer sees of you.
Blocking the light at the birth of the day.
O the light of the eyes of the universe when they were born!
Odysseus Elytis (1911 1996) was a Greek poet. He was awarded the Nobel Prize in 1979. In his early years, he occasionally read the poems of Paul Éluard, and he became inextricably linked to surrealism. Under the influence of surrealism, the poet sought to find a spiritual mystery in nature, so as to bridge the gap between the sensory world and the spiritual world, and raise the sensory world to a "sacred level". These works established the author's position in the poetry world. His first works include the poetry collections "Direction" (1940) and "The First Sun" (1943). Centered on the Aegean Sea and the sun, the poet began to develop in the direction of pursuing "light and clarity", and is known as the "poet of drinking the sun" and is also famous as the "Aegean singer".