Falling in love with Kunlun Mountains and clouds 

The Kunlun mountains are in the arms of clouds 

The clouds are in my arms 

I brush away three thousand troubles 

Watching the sunshine dancing 

The altitude of five thousand meters 

Not higher than  my longing thoughts 

I gaze at the distance 

Falling in love with Kunlun mountains and clouds 

Hoh Xil is my pasture for aye 

I fly my dream, fly everything 

My neighbors are yaks and Tibetan antelopes 

The Kunlun Mountain, my place of pilgrimage 

Take off the haloxylon-like kindness and bitterness 

From now on, I'll run to the distance with my dste-red horse 

Translated by John Zhao.  

Bio: Zhou Zhanlin, is a member of the Chinese Writers Association, Editor-in-Chief of Chinese-poetry.com, Deputy Secretary General of the Organizing Committee of Ten-thousand-mile Chinese Poetry Travel, Vice President of Chinese Modern Poetry Research Institute. 

The Fate of A Dandelion 

By Xu Jiangang 

From birth 

you are destined to 

express your meaningless life with wandering 

However 

the wandering direction 

is always at the mercy of the wind 

With love on the left 

direction on the right 

every forced flight 

is a lacerating agony 

However hard you try to land on the earth 

you are compelled to wander to a foreign land  

time and time again 

Sometimes you want to be a magpie 

Sometimes you want to emulate a nightingales 

in that 

in tangled clouds 

you abandon yourself into a misty landscape 

subverting philosophy 

playing with history 

and ending up without a trace in midair 

Bio: Xu Jiangang, pen name, Old Captain, Professor of English and American Literature at the School of English Language and Culture, Xiamen University Tan Kah Kee College; he has had 4 books of poem collections published in bilingual languages.  

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