Tribute to "Tian Di Xuan Huang"
Preamble
Lonely mountains and snowy mountains
Hidden seeker's pursuit
The crowded alleys are bathed in the morning light
The noble white top ignores time
An old man with a hunchback walked slowly by the stone steps of the god monkey
Walk through the ethereal polished stones that thousands of people have walked through
A little red is rubbed between the brows of the Buddha statue
The monks recite their piety in the scriptures
The loose hair of the wise man
It's the protruding blood vessels on the old arm
The flying purple smoke takes away the recited scriptures
Put on your headgear and open the scriptures
Leave your tears for the past sadness
Sending sincere kisses to unknown people and the future
Light the candle fire and turn the rosary in time
Dedicated to the dark smoke in the temple
Wisdom eyes wrapped in death
Beyond the empty temple is a bigger world
Torn billboards are tears of celebrity endorsements
The landing plane opened the bustling city
Layer upon layer of waves surging through the small door
On one side the turbulent sea is on the other side
turned into a sparkling river
1, ancient dance steps
woman holding vegetables and fruits
Walk through the accustomed green terraces
The terrifying building has long been far away from popularity
dancing people carved on stone wall
Watching the sunrise and sunset every day for thousands of years
The wind and frost of time have bestowed the brilliance and vicissitudes of the Qianzhang Stone Pagoda
The stone-carved Bodhisattva looked peacefully at the noisy people below
There was a grand kecak dance - crazy and solemn
The dull sound of drums knocked on the door of my heart
Under the dead black skin hides the most passionate passion in the world
Gently cloud over the mountains and rivers
Gentle never left a little smoke
The sun climbs over the corner of the mountain gate
The mighty force of nature undulates in the middle of the mountain
The stars move, the streamer changes, and the colors are colorful
Proud dead branches, hills under the eclipse
Rising tides, sluggish lizards
The Eyas boulder is full of erosion by the wind of nature
But still looking at the blue sky and white clouds with ease
'Ugly' and 'Abominable' portraits painted on Kakadu rocks
Does anyone know that it is the totem template of the ancient clan
"Unclothed" children
The whole body is tattooed with their own "textures"
this is their glory
But he couldn't hide the cowardice, fear and sluggishness in his eyes
Older woman guarding needlework
Young men and women dancing with "crowns" on their heads
Has turned into a solemn drumbeat
Male showing his strength with arms back and forth
Women show their femininity before and after the music
It's about "Wizard" singing a language no one understands
Seek wisdom and future from the unknown
2, the prison of modern man
Flocks of white birds paddling across the calm sea
The wild water flows down
A hazy mist swirled
Glittering fantastic neon rainbow
Under the sky and water
The old tree sent away the lonely traveler
A male deer with a herd of doe hesitates on the grassland
The roaring cutter cuts through the thin old trees
And the group of insects on the tree rushed to escape the "right and wrong place"
Down to the old tree and the collapsed mountain drive
Just a pair of dull, angry and desperate eyes watching
A shy child hiding in the bushes
Staring blankly at the winding mountain road and the dead aquatic plants
slum at the foot of the mountain
The elderly, children, mothers pass through the fence of the "cage"
longing eyes follower freedom and happiness
Paired big kids with their own happiness
Hide back into their "cages"
People in the city live in boxes of old and new
The flamboyant clothes in the sun
Telling the joys and sorrows of each family
People after death are also stuffed in old and new boxes
There is "up and down"
There are also green leaves blown by the breeze
The plane slashed through the sky again and landed on the ground
Bored eyes do boring cigarette work
Tired fingers cut off excess cigarette butts
The smell of smoke that slipped out of the mouth wafts all over the world
Lonely blind monk shaking Jin Ling in his hand
move forward in small steps
A man with a tattoo of the king
How similar to a prehistoric child with a totem tattoo
Coming and going in the mechanical city
every car, every person
Every building, every seat
All the gears that belong to the mechanical city in every second
All beings, all shapes and sizes
The people who get on and off the subway are like at hand
Streamlined electronic accessories one by one
We're in and out of luxurious mansions
We're going up and down the congested escalator
We went up and down the vaccinated subway
We may be on the assembly line
Divide eggs one by one
And then become a shunting chick
In the end, it became a fat chicken in a cage
The lights we came and went from outside the bars
Looks like a chicken
And we can't hide our faces
Our inner cry and hesitation
man, woman and cow
They all seek poor survival in the rubbish heap
Only the kids cheered outside the garbage truck
Several adult males take a bath next to a big pit on the street
A few wage earners
Waiting for breakfast at the shabby breakfast stall
Four or five children put a little water in many cups
come and go
A man and a woman hug in their sleep under the bridge hole
A pair of feet bare in the cold morning wind
The mother anxiously lays the quilt for the child
The boy wiped his tears and stretched out his begging hand helplessly
The unknowing wind teases the cardboard under his body
The distressed eyes of the child inside the wall look outside
Father rides child through dilapidated town
The smiling faces of a group of children walk through the shade of the sun setting in the west
Before the sun goes down, there is a girl leaning against the wall
provocatively asking the men who come and go
Even on a red wine night
The girl on the platform at the door stared blankly and fearfully into the distance
Three snow-white dancers show themselves tremblingly and precariously
After the curtain ended, he fled the stage hypocritically
2.5, the war
The dense arrangement of war secrets is like a corpse
The places of prayer and prayer are now full of weapons and soldiers
black smoke from cannonballs
filled all the space above the ground
devastated land
All dead water, trees, roads and cars
The arrogant fire howls in the sky and the earth, trying to burn everything
Four old cowboys pour dirt on the stove with all their might
In the end, I sent away the dead heroic spirit with my eyes
The stove is now cold
The S-21 concentration camp that carried it is still bathed in the four-oclock sun
There are too many sins hidden in the silent building
The tragic history left behind is the wall
Dead, pleading eyes in every photo
Sunlight through narrow window
Gently caressing piles of shoes, skulls and thighbones
And the pair of weapons on the side is still glowing with a bleak light
Under the Supreme Court is a soldier's tall and straight posture
The relief is engraved with the brave and fearless ambition of the predecessors
The face of the terracotta warriors and horses floats the old age of history
The ruined prehistoric ruins still have the wings of the gods
The huge stone outside the pyramid unyieldingly looks at the sky
The unknown mutilated seated statue is still looking for its own head
On the towering mountain is a solemn Buddha watching all beings in heaven and earth
The old relief can still see the gap between the stones
The deep old temple has long been surrounded by trees and vines
go through door after door
After a period of darkness
We bid farewell to the past of human beings in a hurry
3, the destination of the soul
Vessels of all sizes float on the Ganges River
People here wash, bathe and pray by the Ganges
and cremation
The blackened bones disperse the slowly smoke
Bless the people who mourned for him
A day and a lifetime of people here
Whether it begins or ends, it is delivered to the Ganges
Rolling clouds chase the sunset
The crooked moon climbs to the sky
The monks in the temple are still ringing the bell every day
Primitive tribe people onlookers beside the high jumper
The sun managed to escape the tengu
Everyone dances freely and comfortably in the temple
There are still devout believers kissing and chanting by the wall
The veil can't hide the hot sunroof
The Kaaba stands among the pilgrims who go back and forth
The sun shines through the small window and dyes the nobleness of the church
The golden bone holds up the hourglass of time
The women on both sides bowed their pious heads respectfully
The sparkling light of crystals in the Shrine of Charakul
Let the whole be filled with luxurious and seductive fragrance
But it's not enough for the small rooms of different sizes
The majesty reflected by four candles
The river lights in the sunset sway with the water flow
The monk shares the loneliness with the temple outside the door
Buddha statues, mountain peaks, sculptures, palaces, trees between heaven and earth
Enjoying the changing situation together
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