A Day Always To Remember
29th of September
A day I will always remember
This is the day we join hands together
And pray our love will last forever
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Clang, clang, clang,
Rocks singing thrown out of hand,
Finally sinking in the pond.
Willow trees crane their necks, wondering
Where they are gone.
“We’ll always be together” said one rock,
“Holding hands, until God takes us apart” answered another.
“O' I will forever by your side like the moon and the star”…
“'nd our love is tested by the furious wind and rapid river”…
We are thus bonded unless mountains are rubbed off the ridges,
'nd merged are the earth and sky.
A strong wind blows, surging waves high,
行 走
从小就怀揣着仗剑走天涯的梦想,至于为什么想走天涯则不甚了了,但内心对此却极其狂热。在长江边上长大的我小时候经常会在江边和姐姐在石头堆上捡雨花石,累了,就会抬起头看看长江,而上个世纪80年代在长江上忙忙碌碌来来往往的客轮此时总是最能吸引我的目光,那一声声汽笛,那些倚在船舷上朝我们挥手的旅客们总是能让我心潮澎湃。多年以后才明白为什么孩童时对那些东西那么地向往:在一个小男孩有限的世界里,汽笛声声可以带着他的思绪和想象力向前无限的延伸,带着他去远方。
很多人会喜欢丽江,阳朔那样的秀丽,闲适,然而我却更喜欢一种荒凉和大气,比如长江大海,草原沙漠。在他们面前,我会感觉到生活的快乐和纯粹。浩瀚无边的大海,漫漫无际的沙漠,苍凉旷远的戈壁都让我感受到另类的风景。闯入眼帘的自然风貌使人刻骨铭心地体察到它们雄浑而近乎残酷的力量。人的一生,相对于亿万年的自然来说,小得就象是海滩上的一粒小小的细沙。那些尘世的纷争,世俗的烦忧又算得了什么呢?为什么不能真正的去主宰和追求属于自己的人生快乐呢?可悲的是,领悟这一道理的人着实太少,人们总是把精力和时间花费在一切原本微不足道或者根本就毫无意义的事情上面,无非与个“利
For a special day......
Monday Morning
Monday morning, up in the seventh floor
of the teaching building
My heart palpitating with my sweetie
on the train, booming
Hey, hey, hey, it is a beautiful day
I’ve got someone filling my heart so full
And when I see her
I know she’ll say
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