所爱隔山海,山海不可平

曲曲池边路,春来少人行。
含水芙蓉叶,春去气犹清。
夕岚分彩翠,高树藏莺声。
乍向风中看,花落更分明。
徘徊觉露冷,清宵月影横。
泠泠砭肌发,疑是晓寒生。
一望可相见,一步如重城。
所爱隔山海,山海不可平。

所思隔云端,奈何凡肉身。
愚公不复见,精卫长泣鸣。
天神犹降怜,谁可恨终生。
海有舟可渡,山有路可行。
此爱翻山海,山海俱可平。
可平心中念,念去无自唏。
但可寻所爱,永不弃已心。

You said our love is separated by vast mountains and sea, cannot go through it. So it is a hopeless love.

But there are always small paths on the mountains and ships on the sea, if you abandon your self-centered heart and mind, you can find love and never let go this faith.

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one moment.

like this, the end is not really that bad
it’s just me, walk this path alone
for all this time, i thought my life would be cold
actually it is enough to feel the warmth of the sunshine

listening to my own breath
in this simple, simple one moment in lifetime
remove my shadow blocking the light,
happiness and sadness, and myself.

betrayal

sometimes it is like stepping on thin ice lake
as thin as the heart easily broken into pieces
some evaporates, some back to frozen
holding my own palms, the only warmth

i don’t know how come the weather could be like this
as it reflects my insecure moment right now
to run deep into forest of devastation
or soar up onto the sky of ignorance

if recent hearsay is about people come and go
good or bad, let none left deep impression
when all hands folded, i open mine for myself
the only warmth that won’t betray.

Borrowed Soul

borrow me an umbrella
escape the lights,
so my soul can walk comfortably
with her beside me

borrow me a lantern
accompanied by a dim light,
so i can walk thru this dark alley
see our shadows walk together

borrow me a time
once i wasted
under this endless misty rain
see her for the last time

she walk under the moonlight
the frozen breeze hit her bones
but she refuse to say it’s cold

wind blows, tell her most favorite fable
tears falls, rewinding her most remembered words
i can see her buried dreams turn into ashes

as if walking to endless path
against the wind, among the crowd
whispering to the wind the words she haven’t said
wishing us for a better ordinary life.

my life.

not being pretentious care
just a shabby greetings
for the persons without decent virtues
i should stand up with my own feet
carry my own weight
short or tall, wide or narrow
there goes my steps, my visions

not being a coward
just too much determination
over thinking kills but i say wait
the moment will come as long as do my best
for worst i’ve walked til the end of the road
isn’t that is the greatest possession,
a human being from cradle to grave

years like a glance of a light
take the fast train from life’s one point to another
human beings, being alive, is to die without regrets
this long road in short span of time
waited for so long but as if happened yesterday
for the people i wish their happiness,
and those i wish nothing, just be patient.