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Tune: Prelude of Nightingale Singing
The Symphony of Civilizations
By William He
I. The Ruins at Night
Selene is illuminating the pear blossoms,
Bennu whispering of waves and rays.
Under the silent skies,
Ducks are walking on mud,
Stars have floated in the water by now.
Yesterday's memories,
Wild cryptic languages,
As if everything into unprecedented faith.
Leaving the five senses behind,
Moving towards another dimension then.
Mask with protruding eyeballs,
The scepter topped by an angel,
As entering into realms of another sphere.
On the top of head,
A unique figurine holds a wine vessel,
Not sharing cryptogram yet with anyone else.
Precious and conundrum,
Monetaria annulus and tiger cowrie,
The cosmos spirit need,
Offering sacrifices to of broad sense pit.
They find their ways,
Perpetuating the subconsciousness,
Wandering through miles of views.
This best-absolute being tree,
Suffusing with brilliance in gloom,
There are the steps ascended heaven here.
Dragon has blade-like feather wings,
Tree branches with an upward exposure,
Bird tail string connected to tree trunk,
They are stirring life from all this despair,
Communicating person's absolute esse.
The bronze signed portrait,
With contemplative insight,
As the celestial spirits come down to earth,
Might of god endless,
Symbol of power by divine right.
Eagle tightly to hang up a beak,
Copper head of the ceremonial mask,
Gold noodles emissary of person's eye.
Resolute mercy circles the Helios,
The nightfall has gentle sermons,
There are too many pieces of our daily puzzles.
The torrents are raging,
By thousands of years' weathering,
Dashing waterfalls rocking the valleys,
Between absolute being and person,
Searching for the relics of the mind.
Life outlasts just moments in time,
Along a shining Line of demarcation,
The old days have been cut and pasted far too often,
From this world in a mess,
Bronze ears listening to the mumbled roar.
Sincerity and truth are not exploding today,
Satisfying qualms with relief of faith,
Antique turns around with a stiff smile.
II. The Acropolis of Athens
Parthenon glows yellow at sunrise,
Painted on a white cloud.
It lies in ruined state,
Awed by lonely stones in the wind,
The Acropolis with temples being wrecked.
The flower petal falls gently,
Plodding upwards through the broken citadel,
Having a myriad of different emotions and thoughts.
Stunning Thalassa of the Aegean,
Restoring color to her face deprived even.
Cherry bobbing in the breeze,
Olive waiting in silent glory,
All around the world unseen here.
The immortal Athena,
As a asteroid in dear dim dawn,
She has surely hold Achilles by the hair.
On the cusp of natal pride,
Her victorious face is magnified,
With her wield her sword,
She guards the faint new breath.
On the telepathic rostrum,
The serpent in twine finds it as a prodigy,
When angel comes down from her height.
Breathing in the wind of wines,
Dionysus feels a bit tipsy,
While he is repeating the script.
To pass through a labyrinth,
With her high half-human passion,
Sphinx's bitter self grows sweet,
Words locked in eternal rock shields,
What is an eternally illusive riddle.
Holy hill rears starry skies,
And bids the Phoebus shines,
By love's alternate joy and woe,
Fleece for whose sake,
Jason decoys Medea the credulous girl.
Human souls above their low estate,
Zeus pursues the fearless one who ravished him,
Prometheus stole from Heaven the sacred fire.
To know what magic here can be,
The fragrance of Greek time,
While others as in sanctified trance.
Musing there hours alone,
The golden age of Pericles,
To urge some eyes to dance,
Reliving dramas of who we are,
Distance drives eternity out of sight.
Doria splendid over Genoa,
Venice bright with Dandolo,
Timon can't afford to bear deep feeling burden,
Along with neoteric vicissitude,
Mortals mock their doubts with creeds.
All men left the praise of Greece,
The Pyrrhic dance by Gerome,
The Pyrrhic phalanx is gone.
III. Reminiscences of the Rhine
Clusters of vines spiral upward,
Tinging the gulch and cliff.
Trees in leafy prime,
Quiet flow in the vales,
The currents are rippling the rocks.
Silhouette of castle ruins,
In Goethe's romanticized age,
In the mountain crag supported to this day.
Deep and thundering waves,
Slapping the Teuton on the back.
Looking upon the landscape clear,
Storks on roofs of blue and white,
There are eyes of cornflower in the woods.
The dance right featly,
The mountaintops are sparkling,
Her golden jewelry gleams and glints.
She stands by the firelight,
Surface gleamed with reflections,
On the foaming water,
She shines in her fairest trim.
The moment of exquisite bliss,
Freezing the sweetened and bitter screen,
Over the grim darkness the silence reigns.
The fascinating moonrise,
Pouring its streaming tide,
Wild bird calls on the woodland's side.
The tune is miraculous,
Music breathes from harp and flute,
A boat over the light wave sweeping,
Flower fades while the new bud blows,
Melopoeia renews itself in many ways.
Beneath the mooned ray,
Rolling the moated waters,
Gladdening all things with a Godhead's youth,
Playfulness and joy,
Alone the light of Platonic Heaven.
Upon him not forlorn,
Orpheus smooths the waves to theme,
Such beauty has the Eternal poured.
Grapes swelling from hour to hour,
A fine bouquet cross the green yarn,
Tossing their golden tendrils into my mind.
Low voice murmurs by,
The Life's wandering streams,
Memory wears the hues of Hope,
A world beyond the visual scope,
With the scars of many an age.
Schiller's passion and a dream,
The exulting glow has the rhyme,
Piping cheerly through the odorous leaves,
The Exalter as Consoler,
Building altar in one's heart.
Cheering the pilgrim's thirsty soul,
Oracles are stirring his blood,
Easy Rider with actual glory.
IV. The Forbidden City
A stately and radiant courtyard,
Sleight of the artists hands.
To the celestial sphere,
Glorious and golden on the roofs,
Like hues when harpyia wings stretch.
Flittering through seraglio,
Phoenix betwixt shining oriels,
Azure Dragon midst the walls of closest trim.
Slow-flaming crimson fires,
Behind the hid and rainbow-dyed range.
His Majesty yearns to return,
Serenity spreads its velvety wings,
Digging within himself for elixir of life.
In the light of Nirvana,
Reminiscing on the stupas,
The richest jewel inside is the pious soul.
The spirit inly crawls,
Grotto pictures decked the arras drear,
In the lamplit alcoves,
To get happiness in bodily shrine.
Through luminous windows,
The rhymes of rejoices in the air,
Echoed heart with a lovely tune.
The divine consciousness,
And the joy and harmony,
Angels in Hall of Mental Cultivation met.
Besides the miracle garden,
Relief pneuma from burdensome,
What is it that takes away the sin,
Discerning to soulful dawn,
Picture of mind revives then.
Pedrini playing a piano sonata,
Witnessing holy movement,
Life on the gigantic obelisk men etched,
Riddle of the painful earth,
On phantasms weeping tears of blood.
Uncertain and unaware,
Unscrupulous means all ill shows,
The truth left abandoned and stark.
Bongs precede the tinted twilight,
Towers domed with purest white,
Delighting the eye with snow crystals.
To mimic the heaven,
Whirlwinds and banners unfurl,
To escaping the misfortunes,
To create tunes about nature,
A place of frolic, fiesta and fun.
The lamps gracefully dispose,
Tchaikovsky with virtuous wish,
The world-worn Dante grasp his song,
Mellow tones of a violin,
A nightingale with choral starry dance.
From sullen earth sing hymns to empyrean,
Willows converse beneath,
Purple clouds with nymph.
V. Dream of the Red Chamber
Granite tosses its hints of earlier creation,
Staggering around the eccentric lights.
Winds weep and Leonids fly,
Between the heavens and the plains,
In the dim light a carved ichthyosaur swims.
Now lies the silent meteor on,
But of old stone can't be deciphered,
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font.
An immortal flower of fairyland,
Desiring to see the fair flawless jade.
Silhouette in a splendid corridor,
Wearing his hair in a long braid,
His grandeur can't give deep inner calm.
Ode to chrysanthemums,
Flashing from Asteria's glance,
Nightingale in response to the unheard tune.
Weeping willows onward press,
And softly lick the steps dark scarlet,
But melodious tweedle has a fall,
No dancers dancing in pairs and sets.
Sentimental girls often may,
Languish in pleasure's season boys,
The mental emptiness deepen too.
Sisters turn shadow into transient beauty,
Not to mock themselves with falsehood,
As the soul leaves the body bruised and torn.
In the eye of the beholder,
Satin cases poured in rich profusion,
When the glitter of his jewels sprays,
Doubling flames of candleabra right，
And bending with the peony's grace.
When spring has gone and youth has fled,
Which of her sweet companions remains,
The loud lament of the disconsolate chimera now,
Tears from the depth of despair,
Rise in the heart and gather to the eyes.
Cleansing affection from the temporal,
Nymph turns from her wan reflection in the glass,
Abstract picture of lustre into a specter-like tale.
Silence grows to awe within eyeballs,
Crabapples and panorama unseen,
Laughter in the garden echoed ecstasy as well.
Think who is possessed,
Indolence leaves a craving void,
Thrashed about by life's trickery,
Dream-crossed twilight between,
The genuine and sham lunatics even.
Tired of himself man straight repairs,
Yet knows not where to take his way,
Here history gathers the ghosts of the mind.
Drown his sorrows in vice,
The dove descending not just yet.
Patricians who lost the luster of the heart,
Grande dames do not expect to know,
The Infirm glory of the positive hour.
文明交响曲
作者：何威廉
一、 莺啼序 夜来三星堆
梨花弄姿素影，
渐苍鸾含睇。
万籁静、
鸭慢平堤，
望水月共萦萃。
余韵袅、
骑鲸胄裔，
初疑洞府搴丹桂。
料古今凝盼，
眼前玄黄经纬。
纵目铜青，
炫金权杖，
念坤珍阐瑞。
顶尊像、
眸绿侏儒，
河图埋没缕细。
斐然殊、
环纹虎点，
申严祀、
歆兹缭祭。
与谁同，
千载寂寥，
玄微冥会。
通天神树，
金阙四更，
重叠降瑶贝。
若接翅、
虬枝蟠曲，
飞鸟翔前，
羽振翩跹，
化机祚替。
登仪执掌，
神情笃信，
旗常星月严环卫，
看立人、
引臂怜神骥。
金乌鼓翼，
黄金叶饰妆光，
兽面气浮眉际。
玉台灵秀，
迦逅良霄，
想五千年事。
蜀川沸，
混天移地，
变谷高陵，
讴颂神禹，
巴曲堪比。
云骖半景，
璇玑谐序，
辉光什伯殷周夏，
又何时、
岷水蚕丛惴。
风声似在叮咛，
六像踌躇，
倒流年岁。
二、 莺啼序 雅典卫城
晨晖璧宫草径，
早微云点缀。
半廊庙、
簌簌西风，
旧殿雕素羸悴。
蔷薇落、
颓垣断渐，
登临寄味犹多味。
似爱琴浮翮，
零圭碎璧萦系。
日下樱珠，
堂前橄榄，
正阙央仙气。
雅典娜、
星眼流精，
朱唇妆点金翠。
若惊鸿、
旌旗侧畔，
知多少、
翕然无愧。
步高台，
三尺青蛇，
征袍风佩。
胡床樽酒，
斟酌同醺，
狄奥尼索士。
忒拜谜、
斯芬克氏，
妖魅垂翼，
独倚岩崖，
悚惶辨对。
琼香缭绕，
缤纷瑞霭，
灵芝色秀分千叶，
待金羊、
美狄亚谐媚。
黄云拂紫，
宙斯堪羡羲和，
先觉盗火弘济。
圣林月笼，
过隙流光，
似梦游天际。
漫伫立、
层楹高峙，
绮陌凌波，
鸥鹭寻盟，
千里之外。
霓虹变幻，
珠缨飘转，
泰门夙怨终未解，
且浮沉、
世祚将何冀。
客纷如织丘墟，
老去英雄，
有谁相慰。
三、 莺啼序 莱茵河的记忆
回眸岸萦紫翠，
更湾深峦叠。
隈榛薮，
幽谷莱茵，
浅浪湍渚飞沫。
三堡远，
骊歌未尽，
松杉峭壁衔遗堞。
又水流冲激，
拍弹条顿茫惚。
日淡云轻，
傍檐白鹳，
正菊花林缬。
曳舞袖、
娟妙双峰，
粉痕金钗馥郁。
拥烟花、
芙蓉玉镜，
湿裙褶，
娇波芳靥。
触险礁、
泪透鸳绡，
飘零颠越。
波光蟾影，
香细露浓，
夜晴飞鸾蹑。
谁解道、
绮声幽婉，
镜浦孤舟，
曲韵霓裳，
气浮水蝶。
月升夜半，
星河相接，
潮头欲识无穷意，
且依然、
灵府自澄澈。
音声浸浸，
一曲灵瑟胡琴，
凉月敲弹高彻。
葡萄新涨，
醺透青纱，
想此时情切。
舍人去、
露华风拂，
梦蝶丘园，
河洛潺湲，
故垒隐谲。
酣觞席勒，
情随容若，
笛长吹报瑶池晓，
况弦声、
犹未堪渝涅。
如奔尘世光阴，
底事沉吟，
抚桐题叶。
四、 莺啼序 紫禁城
光浮紫微阆苑，
似层台罗缀。
干轴贯、
雕萼挥斤，
掠檐扉以金翅。
两翼曳，
凰翻绣羽，
青龙俯越而覃霈。
恰红墙映照，
熠然阊阖天地。
宝鼎玄珠，
雨花心印，
应轮回萦系。
莲花烛、
佛塔香檀，
灯前参悟经纬。
念摩诃、
莫高洞窟，
开五色、
垂恩兼济。
梵音飘，
弦妙音扬，
绕梁轻细。
通微修教，
协睦万邦，
养心殿神使。
盈圣道、
尘俯澄穆，
莹彻心神，
问路灵程，
十字凭寄。
奏鸣曲度，
三重冠冕，
塔尖丛聚烟霄半，
怎奈何、
四海愁魑魅。
流年恍惚，
深禁翡翠鸣环，
前殿万灵忧恚。
钟声暮霭，
塔影楼高，
漫玉枝银桂。
列仙会、
霓旌云旆，
普渡逍遥，
福善伊甸，
醉眼浮世。
星灯响乐，
天鹅芭蕾，
六宫歌拍出云表，
待援琴、
凤绕甘泉憩。
禁城虚伫恩膏，
柳眼才舒，
角楼雪霁。
五、莺啼序 红楼梦
迟留女娲画嶂，
乍光摇石转。
峭风飒、
云杪流星，
暗林烟景浮幻。
肃慎唤、
神英侍者，
尘缘阙地青峰畔。
念绛珠仙草，
峤壶蓬阆昕旦。
影度回廊，
长衫细辫，
似前朝随宦。
菊新唱、
绮袖金簪，
夜莺微觉梢颤。
柳斜低、
娉婷浅笑，
声幽咽、
琵琶无伴。
混沌眉，
若蹙非颦，
怅焉欢宴。
怡红快绿，
风月情浓，
掩潇湘棘蔓。
翠袖倚、
钗藏奁内，
玉在椟中，
烛照新妆，
牡丹争倩。
朱绡褪萼，
榴裙点泪，
奈何残月诗魂远，
正伤怀、
眼语也凄婉。
阶庭月浸，
叶底惙顿芙蓉，
人间冷落忧患。
窗凝晓色，
暗想遗声，
怕故人又见。
惯歧路、
蹉跎弛玩，
怨曲频招，
褪字红笺，
真假参半。
幽冥足坠，
安知茫昧，
石兄臆对斯多葛，
奈时空、
飞鸟还巢慢。
观园谁在西楼，
十二金钗，
凤眸低盼。
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