Cavido Poetry Selection ｜ Life is short.

Francisco Gomez de Quevedo Y Villegas (1580-1645) Spanish writer. Born in an official family. Former diplomats and king secretaries. He was imprisoned for four years for writing poetry to irony the court's corruption. The works of the work are diverse, the genre is wide, and the content of the society is more exposed. The main works are ironic "Dreams", the tramp novel "Liar, Segovia's Donalta", the collection of poems "Spanish Poetry Collection" and "The last three muses in Spain". It also writes theology and philosophy.

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To Amina, she covered her eyes with her hands

Your hand covering the eyes

Use the snow to repay the fire;

Your jade hand will also take people's lives,

Bai Xue also sprays hot flames.

Then, then, then

Drink the fire in your eyes smoothly

Turn them into volcano in blood vessels;

The love of love treats all kinds of vigilance

That jade hand, because she felt rebelled.

Then, then, then

If you let the Vulcan in your eyes

Exercise in Bai Xue's hands,

That is the great charity of the soul;

Then, then, then

However, this kind of charity is not applicable to you

Because it is not the fire being wiped out by white snow

It is Bai Xue frozen the fire.

Translated by Zhao Zhenjiang

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Lover thanks to the false Feng Ying in the dream

what! Floreva, I dreamed of you ... Do you want to say?

Well, I realized my desire in my dream;

If it is not a lover who can enter such a dream hometown,

So closely linked to hell and heaven?

Then, then, then

My flame and your white snow, your frost

Just like a very different arrow in the arrow sac,

Love God sincerely and sincerely mix them together

Just like my love and admiration in my unnamed.

Then, then, then

I said, "Love God, my destiny,

If I am awake, never call me dreams,

If I fall asleep, don't awaken me. "

Then, then, then

However, I woke up from the sweetness

Seeing yourself died with life

Seeing yourself and death ①.

Translated by Zhao Zhenjiang

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The undulating thoughts floating on Lixifa's waves

If you put a hair scattered shawl,

My desire to be beautiful

It will be in the rolling storm of the rolling golden golden

Tour the pure and hot and bright ocean.

Then, then, then

Leandel ① in the fire of the storm

Show his love and consume life,

Icaris ② on the dangerous golden path,

Burning his wings and died.

Then, then, then

My heart is with the ambition of Phoenix,

Phoenix Litu breeds a new life with his own death,

I cried for its death, but its hope made me excited.

Then, then, then

My heart is greedy and rich, but the treasure is abnormal,

It is punished like Midas ③ hungry,

Its Jinquan is the same as Tamarus ④.

Zhang Qingyao translated

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How fast you slipped from my hands?

How fast you slide from my hands!

Ah, how fast you slipped away, the years of my life!

Cold death, you take a quiet footsteps,

Make everyone and things equal!

Then, then, then

A vibrant youth trusts weak earth walls,

You rummaged into the wall fiercely and walked into it,

My heart has been waiting on the last day

The flying wings that invisible wings.

Then, then, then

Ah, it is inevitable to die! Ah, difficult fate!

No pay for the boarding fee for death

I can't have hope for tomorrow's life!

Then, then, then

Every moment of human life

They are all compulsory vouchers,

It warned me: how fragile life, poor and virtual.

Translated by Zhang Qingyao

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Poverty -money

Although the facts are bitter,

I would like to tell the true feelings,

Since the soul touches bile,

Concealing is a stupid move.

Who will indulge in freedom

Breeding in my laziness?

poverty.

Then, then, then

Who makes the one -eyed dragon into a beautiful boy,

Make "unreasonable" as a savvy man?

Who is the greedy old man

Provide the convenience of the Jordan River? ①

Who is not the real God

Can you bite the stone into a dough? ②

money.

Then, then, then

Who can use brutality and ruthlessness

Scared the crown and authority of the king?

Who does not know the law

But won the sacred name?

Who does not care about humbleness

Looking at the sky?

poverty.

Then, then, then

Who is not a wonderful medicine Lingdan

But I can impress the faint official,

As soon as they are in their hands

Just soften their hearts?

Who uses gold without using a sword

Open their agency?

money.

Then, then, then

Who wants the glory of the disciple

Leaving life from a distance?

Who obviously believes Christ

But has the face of a pagan?

Who makes people

Complain about humbleness and grief?

poverty.

Then, then, then

Who can push the mountains into Shengu?

Who can make a beauty marry a ugly man?

Although it is impossible

But always want to do it as you wish?

Who can be in the world

Easily overwhelm the sky?

money.

Translated by Zhao Zhenjiang

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Lyrical song

Rose, the place where Shizhuhua is open

Don't be so arrogant, don't be so arrogant,

Today you are a rose flower,

The Ming Dynasty would become a tension and stabbed people.

Then, then, then

Rose, since you were just born

Just began to die,

You have your own beauty at your own beauty

What are the use?

Then, then, then

The sun rises one by one within a day,

Your redness is bright and dying,

Tears and laughter.

From the rise of the sun to landing only one step, your beauty disappears,

Your perfection is less than a step.

Then, then, then

Rose, the place where Shizhuhua is open

Don't be so arrogant, don't be so arrogant,

Today you are a rose flower,

The Ming Dynasty would become a tension and stabbed people.

Then, then, then

You are not very superiority

It can't make your virtues grow.

If Chaoxia is your beautiful towel

The night is the corpse cloth that bury you.

Then, then, then

To the old age, any humble flower

It's the same as you,

As a descendant of dawn,

Your gentleman's head

It will also become a mall that riding on Xiaotanggang

The object of ridicule.

Then, then, then

Rose, the place where Shizhuhua is open

Don't be so arrogant, don't be so arrogant,

Today you are a rose flower,

The Ming Dynasty would become a tension and stabbed people.

Zhang Qingyao translated

life is short

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Life is short, and the years will be taken away and no longer return to return.

The ridiculous steel is brave,

The ridiculous marble is as hard as Xu,

Farewell to fight against time.

Then, then, then

I walked down the ground, and I hurried the road on the way of death.

How bleak I sent along this path, how bleak it was,

Black ocean waves are heerings,

It's so pitiful to swallow a turbid river.

Then, then, then

I am having a road, whether or lying on or lying,

Every short moment is the journey

It is regrettable.

Then, then, then

Death is our inevitable hereditary property,

It is a short, last, painful breathing,

This is the law, not punishment, why should I report it?

Zhang Qingyao translated

Pay attention to sleeping, poetic habitat

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Facing the sea, looking for light with black eyes. On November 16, 2015, the Poetry Society of Sleeping Poetry Club, the Poetry Club took the mission of "speaking for grassroots poets" and the purpose of promoting the "spirit of poetry", that is, the pursuit of the truth, kindness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, and the spirit of poetry. Poetry friends have been published in the collection of poems "The Spring Blossoms of Sleeping Poems" and "The Grass Ying Ying Flying on Sleeping Poems".

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