沙力浪的文學

I Sought a Volume of Liquor in the Library   In the library I was trying to seek A volume of liquor good for the season In the section of exotic flavour Tale of Badaviya City and Diary of Zeshelan City [ 1 ] were in display   I flipped through Orientalism “Brewed in 1999 [2] Ingredient:‘Othereness’, ‘construction’, ‘culturel hegemony’, ‘Colonialism’,‘imperialsm’ Level of strength: 55 percent Flavour: ‘a huge monster’ unique class:distilled Country of produce: America”   In the section of renowned liquids Notes on Oriental Barbarians , Records of a trip to Taitung County, Illustrations of Barbarians ' Villages were on display   At the corner, I picked up one book labeled The Small Sea Travel Records [ 3 ] “Brewed in the seventeenth century Ingredients:folk song zhú zh ī cí,sulfur, Han customs,‘Barbarian’customs Level of strength: 40 percent Flavour: rich aroma with lasting fragrance , and a bizarre, mysterious taste   It will embark ypu on a primitive, exotic ...

The Wind Rider When I was little My tribal people told me The wind has its color:wind talks The wind is our ancestor'feet It steps quietly into the village And take away people deceased in a sleep   My tama [1] The worms'singing in forest Fawns resting at night All turn into wind in deep sleep   I try hard to search for the trace of the wind Yet its color not detectable Its voice unheard   Like an eagle I spread my wings And inspect under my eyes the land of my father From where ancestral knees [2] are And seeing those migration days one after another   In Central Mountain my tama During Japanese occupation Hunted abundant preys in the mountains. Under Kuomingtang government, then He had been searching for jungle In basins and city   In East Rift Valley My tama pointed his arrow to the naked sun Wearing a costume decorated with? weaving pattern Meanwhile, a large applause rose, as large as the forest   I descend in front of the coffin   The wind light...