The voice of wayside pansies,that do not attract the careless glance ,murmurs in these desultory lines.紫罗兰的呢喃 没能吸引路人不经意的眼光 独自 在这零散的诗行间低语
Spring scatters the petals of flowers that are not for the fruits of the furture,but for the moment's whim 在春天的撒下花瓣 不是为了秋的果实 而是为了这顷刻的异想
My thoughts,like sparks,ride on winged surprises,carrying a single laughter.The tree gazes in love at its own beautiful shadow which yet it never can grasp.我的思想如飞溅的火花,在羽翼惊慌的振动中,送出一个简单的笑容 树木渴恋地凝视着 自己美丽的倩影,可是它只能这样永久地望
Let my love,like sunlight,surround you and yet give you illumined freedom.让我的爱时刻环绕着你 像太阳的光芒 带给你绚烂的自由
The breeze whispers to the lotus,"what is thy secret?" "It is myself,"says the lotus,"steal it and I disapper!" 微风低语着莲 “你的秘密是什么?” 莲说“是我自己” “你要偷走了它.我就会远去”
The freedom of the storm and the bondage of the stem jion hands in the dance of swaying branches.风暴的自由 和 树干的束缚 在枝杈摇摆的舞动中 彼此紧挽着手
The jasmine's lisping of love to the sun is her flowers.茉莉对太阳支吾的爱语 是她的花瓣.
Clouds are hills in vapour,hills are clouds in stone,-a phantasy in time's dream.云是雾化的山峦,山是醉了的云霞,—— 这就是时光之梦里的一支幻想曲
My heart to-day smiles at its past night of tears like a wet tree glistening in the sun after the rain is over.我的心穿过它昨夜的泪水 在今天露出微笑 如雨后的一棵湿树 在阳光里闪耀着光
