本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛I dream of you in crimson,
Morning sun blazing in your gaze,
Maple leaves flaming upon your wings;
You sail on a silvery crescent,
clap shiny feathers beyond,
wave to us to stop weeping:
The city below is railed by yellow ribbons,
streets were muted in cold reminiscence;
The slim buildings huddle in silence,
as crowds hunting for clues.
They spin time wheel to chase,
plow shadow of each corner,
Your smile posters traverse the entire city,
Carried by heartbroken citizens.
The first spring is still cold,
Even chilly as the breaking news;
Candles and cards confide our yearning,
Wish you heaven a peace world to reside in.
You ride on a rainbow to my dream,
Pour fountains to my poem,
pat your pets and my humble heart
in a soft primal unison.
I cannot hold my tears
and lose my tone,
The angel you are
whisper your wishes:
Breezes softly blow,
birds happily chirp;
Light quietly glows,
Tulips brilliantly show;
Where sleepless nights cradle my consolation;
Where strayed wandering light up my lantern;
Where creatures rest share my concern;
Where sunny music spreads shed my offering…
The angels will watch these dreams,
The glory will boom as an immense garden.
I prime your wishes to my lines,
Tell Toronto, no more weeping.更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
Morning sun blazing in your gaze,
Maple leaves flaming upon your wings;
You sail on a silvery crescent,
clap shiny feathers beyond,
wave to us to stop weeping:
The city below is railed by yellow ribbons,
streets were muted in cold reminiscence;
The slim buildings huddle in silence,
as crowds hunting for clues.
They spin time wheel to chase,
plow shadow of each corner,
Your smile posters traverse the entire city,
Carried by heartbroken citizens.
The first spring is still cold,
Even chilly as the breaking news;
Candles and cards confide our yearning,
Wish you heaven a peace world to reside in.
You ride on a rainbow to my dream,
Pour fountains to my poem,
pat your pets and my humble heart
in a soft primal unison.
I cannot hold my tears
and lose my tone,
The angel you are
whisper your wishes:
Breezes softly blow,
birds happily chirp;
Light quietly glows,
Tulips brilliantly show;
Where sleepless nights cradle my consolation;
Where strayed wandering light up my lantern;
Where creatures rest share my concern;
Where sunny music spreads shed my offering…
The angels will watch these dreams,
The glory will boom as an immense garden.
I prime your wishes to my lines,
Tell Toronto, no more weeping.更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net