青花瓷

素胚勾勒出青花笔锋浓转淡
瓶身描绘的牡丹一如你初妆
冉冉檀香透过窗心事我了然
宣纸上走笔至此搁一半

釉色渲染仕女图韵味被私藏
而你嫣然的一笑如含苞待放
你的美一缕飘散
去到我去不了的地方

天青色等烟雨
而我在等你
炊烟袅袅升起
隔江千万里
在瓶底书刻隶仿前朝的飘逸
就当我为遇见你伏笔

天青色等烟雨
而我在等你
月色被打捞起
晕开了结局
如传世的青花瓷自顾自美丽
你眼带笑意

色白花青的锦鲤跃然于碗底
临摹宋体落款时却惦记着你
你隐藏在窑烧里千年的秘密
极细腻犹如绣花针落地

帘外芭蕉惹骤雨门环惹铜绿
而我路过那江南小镇惹了你
在泼墨山水画里
你从墨色深处被隐去

天青色等烟雨
而我在等你
炊烟袅袅升起
隔江千万里
在瓶底书刻隶仿前朝的飘逸
就当我为遇见你伏笔

天青色等烟雨
而我在等你
月色被打捞起
晕开了结局
如传世的青花瓷自顾自美丽
你眼带笑意

Blue and White Porcelain

On pot model, map out cyan-blue flower / Stroke turns from thick to light
On the vase body, portrayed Peony flower / Is like your initial makeup
Sandalwood fragrance smoking through window / I get my feelings
On the Xuan paper, drawing pen pauses halfway

Washes of glaze color painting of the lady / Charm is hidden
But your captivating smile is like flower to blossom
Your beauty scatters into wisp
Floating to places I can’t go

Cyan-blue sky waiting for misty rain
I’m waiting for you
Kitchen chimney smoke rises up peacefully
At the other side of river, thousand miles away
On vase base, inscribe with Hanshu / Imitating elegance of former dynasty
Just as my preparation for meeting you

Cyan-blue sky waiting for misty rain
I’m waiting for you
Moonlight gets fished up
Blurring ending of my imagination
Like antique cyan-blue and white porcelain
Appreciating your own beauty / your eyes carry a smile

White and cyan-blue Koi fish / jumps onto bottom of the bowl
Signing by mimicking Song typeface / I’m thinking of you
Your 1000-year old secret hidden in kiln
Extremely exquisite like embroidery needle falling to ground

Outside of curtain, banana tree draws showers of rain / Door knocker incurs copper rust
And passing by that small Jiangnan town / I met you
In the splash-ink landscape painting
In deep ink color you are hidden away

Cyan-blue sky waiting for misty rain
I’m waiting for you
Kitchen chimney smoke rises up peacefully
At the other side of river, thousand miles away
On vase base, inscribe with Hanshu / Imitating elegance of former dynasty
Just as my preparation for meeting you

Cyan-blue sky waiting for misty rain
I’m waiting for you
Moonlight gets fished up
Blurring ending of my imagination
Like antique cyan-blue and white porcelain
Appreciating your own beauty / your eyes carry a smile

Submitted by ChEnMusic

Chinese Flower Pot

On the blank lug,the Chinese flower is mapped out,the stroke turns from strong to light.
The Peony flower that is portrayed on the vase body is like your initial makeup.
The Sandalwood fragrance gradually passes through the window,I understand the matters in your heart.
On the Xuan paper,the moving pen is placed here half way.

Washes of glaze colour on the drawing of the lady hide the attraction
And your captivating smile is like a flower waiting to blossom
Your beauty scatters into a wisp,
Going to a place I can’t go.

The azure colour is waiting for the misty rain
And I’m waiting for you
The chimney smoke gracefully rises
Separated by the river millions of miles apart
On the base of the vase is inscribed with Hanshu1 imitating the grace of the former dynasty.
Just pretend I am foreshadowing my meeting with you.

The azure colour is waiting for the misty rain
And I’m waiting for you
The moonlight is fished up
Blurring the ending
As if the Chinese flower pot that is passed on from generation to generation,caring only about it’s own beauty.
Your eyes carry a smile.

The white and flower blue Koi fish has already jumped into the bottom of the bowl.
Yet when I copy the Song typeface of the signature I’m missing you.
You are hidden in the kiln,1000 year old secret.
Extremely exquisite like a embroidery needle falling to the ground.

Outside the curtain, the banana tree draws showers of rain of it
The door knocker incurs copper rust
And I pass by that small town by the River South and attract you
In the splash-ink landscape painting
You are hidden away deep in the ink colour

The azure colour is waiting for the misty rain
And I’m waiting for you
The chimney smoke gracefully rises
Separated by the river millions of miles apart
On the base of the vase is inscribed with Hanshu1 imitating the grace of the former dynasty.
Just pretend I am foreshadowing my meeting with you.

The azure colour is waiting for the misty rain
And I’m waiting for you
The moonlight is fished up
Blurring the ending
As if the Chinese flower pot that is passed on from generation to generation,caring only about it’s own beauty.
Your eyes carry a smile.

1.a. b. “HanShu” is The official script,an ancient style of calligraphy current in the Han Dynasty.

Submitted by wuhuahua089