#ai qing

[dilebe06]

My top female characters 2021

[tarbux]

煤的对话 Coal’s Dialogue (by Ai Qing)

你住在哪里？

Where do you live? 我住在万年的深山里 我住在万年的岩石里

I live in deep mountains ten millennia old 

I live in rocks ten millennia old  你的年纪—— Your age-- 

我的年纪比山的更大 比岩石的更大

My age is greater than the mountains 

greater than the rocks 

你从什么时候沉默的？

Since when have you been silent?  从恐龙统治了森林的年代 从地壳第一次震动的年代

Since the time dinosaurs ruled the forests 

Since the time earth’s crust first shook 你已死在过深的怨愤里了么？

Have you died already in the too-deep resentment?  死？不，不，我还活着—— 请给我以火，给我以火！

Died? No, no, I am living still-- 

Please give me fire, give me fire! 

[dramatrashh]

the difference between what they’re living in this scene is so big and so heart-aching for some reason. she just got defeated by a rookie, while he is finally standing at the same level as the person he’s liked for 7 years, he is finally standing next to her after 7 long years. and i can’t even begin to imagine how his heart must be beating so fast from excitement and maybe aching a little just from the sight of her so close to him; while hers must be beating from disappointment and bitterness.

and right then the song went “if you could see it with my eyes”  and my heart went AAAHH

[citronell-a]

艾青 Ài Qīng（1910 - 1996）

我爱这土地 （1938）Amo questa terra.

[forsoothsayer]

I Love This Land by Ai Qing

If I were a bird, I would also use my coarse throat to sing: This land stricken by storms, These rivers forever torrential with our indignation, This wind ceaselessly blowing in rages, And that incomparably mild dawn coming from the forest… —Then I die, Decomposed into the land even with my feathers.

Why am I always tearful? Because I have a deep love for this land…

[akaanonymouth]

Honestly, though, I came here just for Jemma Redgrave, and whilst I could listen to her talk all day, every day (and laugh, Christ, laugh at me, Jemma Redgrave!) this poetry, though. Dandan Liu reading it really makes me wanna learn the language, however great and breathtaking the translation. So, so many beautiful things in this video, I've been listening on and off all day, the poetry is honestly just... Yeah.

[wonderwheremysanitywent]

Am I really the only one who saw the glorious possibility of Gun/Solo/Appledog? Or atleast Gun/Solo?

Tsk, tsk.

[mayolfederico]

ventisette marzo

Edward Steichen, On George Baher’s yacht, 1928

  La candela

La notte a volte ravviva una pianta singolare il cui bagliore scompone le camere ammobiliate in cespugli d’ombra. La sua foglia d’oro si regge impassibile nel cavo di una colonnetta di alabastro, attraverso un peduncolo nerissimo. Le farfalle povere la assalgono preferendola alla luna troppo alta, che vaporizza i boschi. Ma…

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