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本帖最后由 雨荷风 于 2015-10-8 04:09 编辑
memory
dust the ashes of the old days
the candle light of memory
is still shining in the dark night
and the past is how bitter a glass of wine
but I shall drink it all
swallowing the pain
is not an easy thing
and chewing it
is more grieved
I don’t know whether it is
strong or weak
to live on in the world
the spring flowers
blossom and fall
and the beauty is always
accompanied with the desolation
well in the deep memory
did it once appear
Her figure before
forgetfulness is how
a kind of happiness
but what makes me
hold the past so tightly
and never let it go
love is how evil a word
it lets people be full of hope
but the reality
emits the warmth that seems cold
and let you know
what the illusion is
in the blue sky
a white cloud passes by
like a flower in full blossom
but it’ll disappear in sight soon
because the storm and rain
is coming right now
what a poor child
what makes you still miss
the youth you hug tightly
is just like the stream
passing away
whether those gentle words
are still on your ears
but they are a knife
with poison
let you taste in despair
the sweetness of the past
love
it is love yet
you are the siren in the woods
and the mermaid in the deep sea
your beautiful songs
once let me
lost my way
I am alone
to go after your trace
the brambles mountain
and the mist in the evening
they can’t prevent my step forward
on the boat in the darkness
I can’t see far
that seems the guide of death
but I am still
stepping with your song
and go towards the darkness deeper
fear
makes you tremble
but what the temptation
let you ,regardless of anything
take the risk of death
and do you know
for the price
that you have to pay
yes,maybe the price is over painful
let my weakness bitten
full of blood
but why shall I look at your water
and never change my mind
did I see
your beautiful figure
or you have never
appeared before
the longing for you
is totally an illusion
oh poor boy
your muddled youth
and the dream that you had
is just like the wind
vanished completely
the faraway place
that you are seeking
is a waste land
where there is no grass
or the fragrance of flowers
only a block of hard rocks
scattered on both sides of the road
oh that is a withered graveyard
and your youth will be buried there
oh ,happiness
why are you so short
and your tenderness and sweet
once wrapped my puny body
but now I can only
enjoy the bitter memory
alone
the candle of love
could light how much sky
oh man in the dark night
what is the light in your eyes
the vast river of stars
will disappear soon
without any trace
oh sun the light of reality
shoot the sky straight away
and it will drive all the shadows
when you get out of the darkness
everything will become
a thing of the past
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