古月
Gu Yue
古月，《创世纪》诗杂志社长。曾获中国文艺学会优秀青年诗人奖。荣获世界诗人大会第四十届桂冠诗人奖。诗作入选广州《花城出版社》出版的《水仙花的心情》和湖南文艺出版的《台湾女诗人三十家》。诗集：《追随太阳步伐的人》、《月之祭》绢印专辑、《我爱》《古月短诗选》中英对照。（北京中国文联出版社书名《浮生》、台湾三采出版社书名《探月》出版）、《巡花筑梦》。散文：《诱惑者》一一当代艺术家侧写。 传记：《九边处处蹄痕一一先烈吴禄贞传》。
Gu Yue (real name Hu Yüheng) was born in Hengshan of the Hunan Province in China. She is the President of Epoch Quarterly poetry magazine in Taiwan. She was a recipient of the Outstanding Young Poet Award from the Chinese Artists and Writers Association of Taiwan. Her works were included in Mood of the Lotus published by the Huacheng Press from Guangzhou (China), and 30 Women Poets from Taiwan published by the Hunan Press for Arts and Literature. Her poetry collections include: In the Footsteps of the Sun, Sacrifices to the Moon (special edition printed on silk), I Love, Selection of short poems from Gu Yue (in Chinese、 English and Francs), Visit to the Moon by Sancai Publishing in Taiwan (published as My Life by the Beijing Writers Association), and Building Dreams from Flowers. She also published Seducers which is a series of portraits of contemporary artists, and Hoof Marks All Over, a biography of the Chinese national martyr Wu Luzhen.
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青峰
Albert Young
青峰是一位国际作家及诗人，1962年出生于台湾，先后在衣索比亚，美国，法国，加勒比海，中国，新加坡生活及工作，现长居瑞士。 青峰目前以中，英，法，德四种语言写作。他曾获得法国巴黎市政府颁发的最佳少年诗篇大奖。高中时，他曾代表法国最著名 Lycée Louis-le-Grand 参加全国写作大赛。他荣获2017—2018世界华文微型小说双年奖，2018年瑞士优纳市立图书馆徳语写作比赛奖，及2020年台湾中国文艺协会文艺奖章。他是美国世界艺术文化学院荣誉文学博士，世界诗人大会副秘书长及欧洲华文作家协会副秘书长。 他出版了四本诗集：《瞬间》，《感动》，《观》及《梦幻》。
Albert Young is an international writer and poet, born in Taiwan in 1962. He lived and worked in Ethiopia, the USA, France, the Caribbean, China and Singapore. He is now based in Switzerland. Albert writes in English, French, Chinese and German. He won a special prize from the city of Paris when in junior high school, and represented his senior high school, the prestigious Lycée Louis-le-Grand in Paris, in a French national writing contest. He was a winner of the 2017-2018 World contest of mini novels in Chinese, of the 2018 writing contest in German organized by the city library of Rapperswil-Jona in Switzerland, and a recipient of the Arts and Literature Award from the Chinese Artists and Writers Association from Taiwan.He holds an Honorary Doctorate degree in Literature from the World Academy of Arts and Culture, is the deputy Secretary General of the World Congress of Poets and of the Chinese Writers Association in Europe. He has published 4 collections of poetry: Moments, Emotions, Contemplation and Illusions.
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夜潮如水 梦浮沉
细雨寒气薄 小雪无雪
有风落窗的声音
敲叩著孤独、寂寞及
氤氲如雾的平静
勾起了冰封的往事
万物蛰伏的季节
超越风雪的草原
篝火燃起了情山恨水
迸裂成眩光星焰绰影
脱离轨道的小雪
没有红泥炉暖酒
每一步都如履薄冰
记忆总在适时登埸
难以迴避的往事
似随风起舞的浪
千浔下 告白如泡沫
既华丽又颓废
火红火红地 偎来
今夜月色魅惑
愁人在西窗下 忆及
贡格尔草原的欢欲
正是一片飞来一片寒
一夜梦 走著走著
恍若路过千年
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Tides in the night dreams afloat
Rain drops in the cold light snow
The wind is knocking on the window
Through the solitude, the silence
And a stillness as thick as the fog
To awake memories from the frozen past
In the season of hibernation
Beyond the wind and snow of the grasslands
A bonfire sets stories of love and hatred on fire
And explodes into dazzling stars
So that the light snow who has lost its track
Without the comfort of a red jar of warm rice wine
Has to carefully find its way
Memories always come back with such timeliness
Those things past are so hard to avoid
They are like waves whirled by the wind
Under thousands of waterfall confessions are like bubbles
Beautiful yet dispirited
Full of fire and approaching slowly
The captivating moonlight tonight
Reminds the sorrowful
Of the desire from the grasslands
Like a sudden shivering cold
In a dream that lasts
A thousand years
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雾落江面 秋满山野
大地没有冗馀杂色
唯有云深处的钟声
穿越冷与浑浊 岸越月华
似荒烟茶生 似激光
喊出无边的苍茫
心薄如蝉羽
稍加碰触就会痛楚
渴望被梵音引渡
把尘心抚平
素花淡雅 随秋风灵动
唤醒诗的魂魄
四野八荒裡
把红尘走成曲折
恍如飞起落下的枫叶
感叹季节的交错延伸
诗是温暖的
却以冷漠包裹
冷的诗如泉水
是寒冷的月亮
在孤寂的夜裡
默默地燃烧
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The river is covered with fog the mountain by autumn leaves
Nothing superfluous overall
A bell tolls from the clouds afar
Crosses cold and dust gets through the moonshine
Passes over desolate countries like a beam of light
To cry out for immensity
My heart is as fragile as a cicada wing
Easily hurt by your touch
It longs to be transcended
To overcome all things worldly
Elegant pastel-hued flowers swing with the autumn wind
To awake the spirits of poetry
That take ornate stories
From all over
Like a maple leaf drifting down
And sighing about the changing of seasons
Poetry is heart warming
But is coldly disguised
Cold as the spring water
As the chilly moon
Who in the lonely night
Silently burns
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