He was born in Sichuan, spent his childhood in Hongkong and grew up in Taiwan Province Province. After graduating from the Fine Arts Department of Taiwan Province Normal University, she went to Europe for further study. 1996, he graduated with the first place from the Royal Academy of Art in Brussels, Belgium.
He has held many solo exhibitions at home and abroad, and won the Royal Belgian Gold Award, the Brussels Municipal Government Gold Award, two bronze awards of the European Artists Association, the Golden Tripod Award for Best Lyrics, and the New Poetry Zhongxing Literature Medal. He used to be a professor at Taiwan Province Hsinchu Teachers College for many years, and now he is a professional painter.
There are more than 50 kinds of works, such as poetry collection, prose collection, picture album and anthology, which are widely read at home and abroad. In the past ten years, I have devoted myself to exploring Mongolian culture and taking my hometown as my creative theme. In 2002, he was appointed honorary professor of Inner Mongolia University.
The article she wrote:
Youth without complaining
When you are young, if you love someone.
Please be gentle with her.
No matter how long you have been in love.
If you can always be gentle with each other
Then all the moments will be flawless beauty.
If you have to part, say goodbye.
And be grateful.
Thank her for giving you a souvenir.
You won't know until you grow up.
At the moment when I suddenly turned around.
Youth without resentment has no regrets.
Like a quiet late moon on the mountain.
dirge
I will never see you again in my life.
Just for
Goodbye.
It's not you anymore
You in my heart will never appear again.
renewable
It's just some vicissitudes
The sun, the moon and the fleeting time
love you
What is rippling in my heart is a cloud.
Go on and say whether you love me or not.
You can choose those difficult words.
Arrange them over and over again.
Go ahead, my friend.
I will understand how you feel.
It's good to change, happy or indifferent.
You can try complex masks.
Take some detours
Do it, my friend.
I will understand how you feel.
Although the world has changed
Although the thoughts between friends are unpredictable.
I only know
friend
You are my first and last love.
In the distant starry sky
I am yours. I'm yours.
Forever wanderer
Wandering life
Quietly guarding
Your tenderness and your happiness
But friends
Drifting in the corridor of stars
I miss you, but I can't pass it on.
Wanderer's mood
Do you understand, my friend?
Love you forever
homesickness
Furusato No Ut
This is a Qingyuan flute.
It's always on a moonlit night
besiege
The face of hometown
But this is a vague disappointment.
As if in the fog
Wave goodbye
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
Flowering tree
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
But my withered heart.
Lotus's heart
I
This is a blooming summer lotus.
How hopeful
You can see me now.
Wind and frost are not here to erode.
The autumn rain did not fall.
The green season has left me again.
I am slim.
No worries
Not afraid.
at present
To be exact; Precisely
My most beautiful moment
The heavy door was locked.
After a fragrant smile
Who knows my lotus heart?
You don't have a chance.
Don't be too early
Precisely
too late
Lishi museum
-can a person's life be like a museum?
one
At first, there was only the mountain and the moon.
And caves in the memory of extreme cold and darkness
Then you came to me with a smile.
On a cool morning, the clouds dispersed.
Since I should go along this road to see you
Please let's settle in a place with abundant water and grass.
I will learn to use Oracle Bone Inscriptions to foretell bad luck.
And burn love and faith in it
In painted pottery painted with water patterns and moire patterns
All the stories at that time
It all started with a fragrant river.
Thousands of hibiscus flowers crossed the river.
Poetry is simple, and the heart is simple.
two
Seasonal variation of the rapid flight of geese and birds
I slowly looked south along the river.
There are woodcarving Guanyin round hands.
There is also a beautifully carved one.
The smiling lips of stone buddhas in Sui Dynasty
The shattered flying sky gradually appeared.
The dearest and most familiar outline in my heart
In the huge cold grottoes
I am a humble and uncomplaining craftsman.
Repeated descriptions from generation to generation
three
But what went wrong?
Why in the thousand generations of reincarnation
I always miss the moment of hope.
I did it for you before the sandstorm came.
A clue that was once deeply buried.
Why after the sandstorm?
There are always some important details that you missed.
It's hard to go home on a moonlit night.
Pour you a glass of wine with tears in your eyes
Then play the pipa to urge you to get on the horse.
At that time, the world used to be rich in water and grass.
Has entered the myth, only
Wan Li withered red willow and poplar yellow sand
four
As if walking back and forth
There is always a tide calling in the dark.
My chest is full of unsolvable tenderness.
Endless spring days embroidered with colored silk thread
The farther away, the thicker the clouds are.
My mottled heart
Walking slowly between legend and legend
five
Meet you again in this life
You are outside the cupboard, and I am already inside the cupboard.
Separated by a cold glass.
I am eagerly waiting for your arrival.
You seem to hear some voices in your mistakes.
Of course, you can't believe it.
All the silk, all the silk.
All three colors and clay sculptures
All the carvings in this cabinet.
It is all my love for you.
I've been robbed a thousand times, an immortal soul.
six
In the twilight, you turn and drift away.
The corridor is silent, and the gods are silent.
I finally turned stone into stone, just like in my last life.
There are ten million hibiscus flowers in Qian Qian outside the gallery.
Gently open in the water
Light purple soft powder
And snow white.
Like anonymous Song paintings.
As time goes on, it will gradually disappear.
Poems written by Du Fu:
Volume 2 16_5 "Looking at Yue" Du Fu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu .. magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Volume 2 16_6 Banquet with Li Beihai in the Pavilion Du Fu
Dong Fan was stationed in Zaogai, while Zhu Bei was stationed in Lingqinghe. This pavilion is in the middle ages, and there are many celebrities in Jinan.
Yunshan has flourished, and Yu Pei is still singing. Pruning bamboo is not affected by summer heat, and exchange air surges.
This is a pleasant experience, what will happen at sunset. Both the high and the low are in service, and it is difficult to be public.
Volume 2 16_7 "Follow Li Taishou to the new pavilion outside the ancient city, and the pavilion faces the Magpie Lake" by Du Fu.
The new pavilion structure, clear lake Yin. Looking back from Taiwan Province, the spirit is very deep.
Yuanhe remembered the past and still felt sorry. At this time, the fragrant banquet is sad for the eternal heart.
The Lord said to live a long life and respect guests, and feast in Beilin. If it doesn't hinder Peng's success, he can still sing.
Volume 2 16_8 "Du Xuan sent as" Du Fu.
My old friend used to hide in the east of Feng Meng, including Cang Jing Jinglong. This old friend lives in Meridian Valley now.
Build a hut alone on a shady cliff. In front of the house, it's too ancient and mysterious, and it's bluestone desert and often cold.
Zigui cries mangosteen crack at night, and the queen mother turns over the cloud flag during the day. Knowing that your plan is growing,
The grass should last a long time. The iron lock is unattainable and makes you happy.
Volume 2 16_9 "Today's trip (from Zhao Qi Xi to Xianyang)" Du Fu
Today, the clouds are long, and the longer the candles, the more lonely they are. Xianyang guest house has nothing to do with it.
Have fun in Bose. Feng Ling shouted and shouted, but refused to become an owl.
Heroes are sometimes like this, and it's not good when they meet.
Don't laugh at Liu Yi, he never wants to get dressed. There were no stones at home, and he lost millions.
Volume 2 16_ 10 Poor Bank of Communications Du Fu
The number of thin hands need not be counted. Didn't you see that when Guan Bao was poor,
This way is abandoned by people today.
Volume 2 16_ 1 1 Du Fu's Military Vehicle Shop
Vehicles roared, soldiers sang, and soldiers and arrows were tied to their waists. Father, mother, son, wife, staring at you,
Until the dust buried the bridge outside Chang 'an. Holding their clothes, they stopped crying, and their sad voices went up to the clouds.
When a passer-by asks a passer-by, you can only tell him that you are leaving. We remember that other people were sent to the north to guard the river when 15 years old.
At the age of forty, he was sent to the west to farm. Long in the middle, the hair is tied up with a headscarf, and when I come back, I am bald and guarding the border.
On the border, people's blood flows like the sea, while the heart of Emperor Wu is still beating for the war.
Haven't you heard that there are hundreds of villages covered with vegetation in 200 states east of Huashan Mountain?
Even if a strong woman plows the field with a hoe, nothing will grow on the crops in the field. Men in China can face the fiercest battles,
But their officers drove them away like chickens and dogs. No matter what demands are made on them, do they dare to complain? .
Just like this winter, we didn't stop the soldiers west of Hangukou from enlisting. Faced with tax challenges, how do they pay? .
If you really know that boys are a bad thing, you might as well have a girl. Have a daughter or marry a neighbor.
When we bury our children. Didn't you see Qinghai Head, where all the old bones were abandoned?
The new ghost wails there, and the old one is loudest in the stormy dark sky.
Volume 2 16_ 12 "Gaodu Huhang (Gao Xianzhi Kaiyuan was then Anxi Deputy Duhu)" Du Fu.
Anxi Hu Qingqi, voice suddenly to the east. This horse has been invincible for a long time,
Work hard with others. To achieve benefits and sustenance, it is far from quicksand.
The heroic posture has not been blessed, and the fierceness is still thinking about the battlefield. Wrists and hooves are as high as iron,
After crossing the river several times, the ice cracked. Five flowers were scattered all over, and Wan Li was sweating like a pig.
Chang 'an Zhuang Er dared not ride and traveled all over the city. My hair is wrapped around my head,
Why at the door?
Volume 2 16_ 13 "Song of Tian Yu, Biao Qi (Tian Yu, stable name, unspecified)" Du Fu
It is said that the son of heaven's horse travels on Wan Li Road, and today's paintings are nothing.
What do you mean, the hero is outstanding? The wind is blowing in the ponytail. Hair is green and ears are yellow.
Violet eyes with two pupils. Jiao Jiao Lang's "Sexual Harmony" changed, and Li Zhuo Gu Tian Sen opened it.
Zhang Jingshun, the servant of Iraq, supervised grazing and attacked foals, and was honest and strict. So I ordered slaves to hold the sky,
Don't raise a horse to pity God. At that time, there were 400,000 soldiers and horses, and Zhang Gong lamented that they were exhausted.
So the photos have been handed down from generation to generation, and the right seat has been updated for a long time. Years of materialization and emptiness,
Alas, there is no reason to walk fast. There is no such thing as luxury and luxury now.
When there is no Wang Liang Bole, he will die.
Volume 2 16_ 14 Bai Sixing Du Fu
Reeling needs to be long and white, and it is better than Jin Shu gold plastic ruler. Like a bed, jade hands are red,
Thousands of grass and flowers are moving. Sadness is dyed at any time, and the machine beats.
Beauty is careful and smooth, and the tailor destroys all the stitches. Dress for the king in spring,
Butterflies fly to say oriole. Being a hairspring is also sentimental, and it is also appropriate to go into battle lightly when the wind blows and the sun shines.
Sweat and light dust dyeing, it is no good to open a new one. You don't see the difficulties caused by talent,
Fear, give up donation, bear the burden of humiliation.
Du Fu's Three Sighs of Autumn Rain Volume 2 16_ 15
A hundred flowers rot in the rain, and the next step is bright colors. Leaves are covered with branches and feathers,
Bloom countless gold and money. The cool breeze blows you in a hurry, fearing that you will find it difficult to be independent in the future.
The scholar's head in the class is blank, and the breeze smells sweet tears.
It's windy, rainy and crisp in autumn, and the four seas are deserted with the same cloud. Going to Malay cattle will no longer distinguish.
What should be the difference between turbid meridian and qingwei? The ears of grain are dark and have ears, but there is no news of the farmer.
In the city, it is better to fight for rice than to fight for it.
Changan cloth is better than others. The door is locked and blocked. I don't grow Artemisia,
The child walked through the storm carefree. The whizzing rain urged the early cold, and Hu Yan's wings were too wet to fly high.
Qiu Lai hasn't seen that day. When will the soil dry?