to the kind persons in my life.

to the kind persons in my life.

of course, my parents.
well, also Buddha.

school friends
college friends
colleagues
life companions …

and also …
myself.

thanking myself all these years
be able to avoid things that would be regretted later
be able to do things that would inspire me to do better
be able to never stop learning, always try to be honest and humble.

because life is just like a dream, isn’t it?
whether it is a good dream, a nightmare,
as some things not ours to take control,
all i have to do is treat this self properly, behave well.

in the end, i think, it doesn’t matter if you don’t achieve great things,
because life itself is great, as long as you live properly, grow compassion and sincerity
it is a blessing to all, not bringing disgrace to family and society, just live as it is,
may all beings be happy, be able to retain their happiness, be at peace.

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a shadow’s master

a shadow won’t ever leave its master.
it will faithfully accompany its master to the graveyard.
so let’s stop worrying each other,
we’ll be fine, walking our separated ways.

a shadow would tell the differences between light and darkness,
it will clearly reflect our heart, follow us thru years.
so what if we are no longer walk together ?
we have our own shadow, no one can separate it from us.

only when there’s no light
only when there’s no darkness
the shadow disappear,
just like us.

some people aren’t meant to be together til the end,
lets say a short-lived beautiful fate.
just because we choose different ways.
doesn’t mean one of us is wrong and the other is right.

somehow everything is crying;
the wind, the monastery bells, the rain, the breaths
my crying heart stops,
bittersweet, but it’s getting plain day by day.

refuse to think, refuse to feel.

burning all the love letters he sent to me
reread some, laughable.
long sigh, bittersweet smile.
no more tears left, refuse to think, refuse to feel.

after all these years,
it’s hard to say if to find a new heart again
this drenched one is not that bad
still beating, nothing really broken.

smile, and refuse to think, refuse to feel.
keep repeating this, on and on
til the day this heart flies to the empty sky,
let this faith dispersed in the air, just like him.

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.

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.

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.