●圣兆（瑞典） ● Sheng Zhao (Sweden)
God "created" a great son
The son has being nourished boundless posterities
Till all human beings have become His children
In heaven we will meet
-- Sheng Zhao
horizon due to the putrefaction of the earth quietly evanishes away
The great fatherless child is left
In the sanctity of a lamb
Eulogize the nature and observe the night
And all the stars bow their heads... ...
Read you, I once again
The dark sanguineous evening
The world has given birth to such
A batch of great affectionates
All through the night they fight for mankind
Owning feelings in the first place
Not the poetry for dedication
Not the languages for sale
But the soul
are able to identify --
He (she) is a great poet
So generous to the release of blood
Following the example of all things on earth
A particularity was merged
In the waving sea
Filial son of life ... ...
Any conceptive ideas seem thus mediocre
Slow, as in death
With all (Overview) the eternity
Or ready for rebirth
Making another contribution of the flaming
... ... ...
Surrounding with the erosion
Still sit in a graceful posture
To the sky express the emotion fully
Facing the sea reads lyrically
His grey hair is as white as the snow in cold north
Pays tribute in the ideals and piety
Like young fairs
Drifts freely to the United States－－
Genius is among us
But it’s a shame we cannot recognize him
From her dream the music flies away
Life is streaming ...
Enclothed silently but a great idea
The wills are very luxurious
Peaceful in death——
And immortal light
Sitting on the surface of the Earth
View the core of the human beings
Independent and virtuous sky
Cities in motion and rush
I don’t know the parameters of the fate
In this world if I can read the glory of the Kingdom of Heaven ...
Fantasy is my place
Where I casually and elegantly let go with my youth
And with the wisdom of the sword
Ideal, and rock
Proud face goes bright
Lying in the fragrant night
Enjoy the bright stars
Steal the fire from the Dream Land
off the worthless happiness
Devote into the sufferings
world with great joy by birth ...
Read of the depth of the sea
Read of the green hope
Whom shall we leave behind?
... ... ...
The world goes on slumbering ... ...
Thinking of a sad thing
But still smiling
The smile full of charm
But blood gives it micro examination in flames
Gravels beneath the feet
Have also evolved into
Where it was a better safe shelter
Where it was the birthplace of the spirit
Gold-plated by the artists
Make it into a drama
The world needs the stage and applause ... ...
Some bloody poems
Mounted to the earth's skin
Discarding the smallest amount of evils
Things’re repeated in the hideous face
A goodman can do nothing ...
Listen to the true meaning(crying) of the conscience
Nothing surprising the world has lost to all feelings
Laugh represents a force
Like expression of silence
Many people deep in love
Plant in heart a strange laugh ...
With wine glasses, oil lamps and imprecation
A great soul was crying
To track the life fleeting
Carrying heavy load, he
Goes to the destination
With no one on the way in company ...
Freedom settles on the peak of my life
I subject to nothing
Recounting with eyes
For the everlasting love
For the everlasting memory
- --For the forgotten memento
The benevolent expresses his emotions
Rather in tragedy
Than lie in the song of praise
Legislate at harmony
Living by creation ...
Listen to the voice of prayers
The world's like a dream ...
And the soul expands its wings
Love flies with dream ...
Casts off shackles of all fetters
And all undirected things in the world
Real faces are ugly
Truth allows no explanation
Conscience is in terror
And forms of evils euphemistic and touching
Philosophy is a bottomless abyss ----
People talk about the center of the world
But in the center of the world ----
There always in need of a class of people
The world surrounded by water
And never roots in any theory
Nicety crosses the century
Bearing in mind by the people
---- After so many years
Sung on and on
Marry the misfortune ...
Before the eyes passes the most beautiful scene
All things ----
The earth sings in the drunkenness ...
Touch the image of the paradise
And give me a kind of power
To traverse east and west ----
I am the king mad in love ...
What is the glory in the Land of Promise
Those who understand the eternal
End their life --
Nothing goes deeper into people's minds than love
Looking up to the sacred light
Frame the theory of superman
Listen carefully to the sheep fold
There again appear charming smiling dimples
Pick the roses in the Heaven
the sacred fruit of love
Mellow wine ----
© Sheng Zhao （Sweden）圣兆（瑞典）1990-2016