本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛There is a road
I started my walk when as a child
I learned to ride when I was teenager
it was not wide but rough with stones paved
I always wondered
to where it will lead
The tranquil narrow lonely road
It was from a small village
where my grandparents had their life finished
where my parents still keep living
where I was born and growing
I went to school through the wild road
There was very few buses at the end
That was the only way people could go out side
The way which connects the small villiage to the big road
when it rained
The road was muddy
Everything got sticked when moved
people stayed home and complained
the damned road
when it could be wide and flat
If it was sunny
The road was hard like concrete
While mud was dried
Stones rolling under feet and jumped
I have been to many kinds of road when I grow up
It had been a long time that I hadnot walked on it
So many times when I reminded
Tears came to my eyes and dropped to my feet
Like the stones on the road
When I got back to the road
It has been paved with concrete
It is now flat and wide as so many roads I have walked
As people there once dreamed
I miss the old wild road so much in heart
Like an old intimate friend I have lost
That's the only road I have never forgot
Which enters into my dreams when I felt in sleep
Which brings me back to the old memory when I awake
A road which leads me to my home where I was born
A road which leads me to the village where I started my dream更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
I started my walk when as a child
I learned to ride when I was teenager
it was not wide but rough with stones paved
I always wondered
to where it will lead
The tranquil narrow lonely road
It was from a small village
where my grandparents had their life finished
where my parents still keep living
where I was born and growing
I went to school through the wild road
There was very few buses at the end
That was the only way people could go out side
The way which connects the small villiage to the big road
when it rained
The road was muddy
Everything got sticked when moved
people stayed home and complained
the damned road
when it could be wide and flat
If it was sunny
The road was hard like concrete
While mud was dried
Stones rolling under feet and jumped
I have been to many kinds of road when I grow up
It had been a long time that I hadnot walked on it
So many times when I reminded
Tears came to my eyes and dropped to my feet
Like the stones on the road
When I got back to the road
It has been paved with concrete
It is now flat and wide as so many roads I have walked
As people there once dreamed
I miss the old wild road so much in heart
Like an old intimate friend I have lost
That's the only road I have never forgot
Which enters into my dreams when I felt in sleep
Which brings me back to the old memory when I awake
A road which leads me to my home where I was born
A road which leads me to the village where I started my dream更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net