For Mother

Wen Tianxiang (1236-1283)
 
 
This noble wife and mother’s time has come
To rise for heaven in the gods’ embrace;
Her grave forever near the hare and fox,
With tears that feel like hail upon my face.
 
 

Chinese   母第一百四十一 文天祥   何時太夫人 上天回哀眷 墓久狐兔鄰 嗚呼淚如霰

Pronunciation   Mǔ Dì Yī Bǎi Sì Shí Yī Wén Tiānxiáng

Fresh Wood (for Luo Xue)

Wen Tianxiang (1236-1283)
 
 
A sigh, sigh sound from woods up high to low;
We close the gate and cover up with fur—
Spring feelings flow along the mountain gorge;
At dawn I rise to touch and look at her.
 
 

Chinese   贈羅雪崖樵青 文天祥   蕭蕭山下人 閉門衣裘單 春心動溪谷 曉起捫松看

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