A Long Stretch of Gloomy Days

A Long Stretch of Gloomy Days

 

The clouds are flying in the wilderness.

The cold wind is accompanying them.

They step high here and low there

to explore my small city.

 

The wild geese are breaking through the clouds.

The rain has no intension to end.

My dreams have left through the window

where the daylight is trying to brighten.

 

Only then did I lean on the northern fence

to see the sky, wishing a better day,

but the violin started to dance

and sing more songs of the rain.

 

Out of a long journey, do a few more

cloudy or sunny days really matter?

Time has nothing to say.

Water has no mercy.

 

【七律】久陰不晴

 

雲飛曠野冷風生，雲腳高低探小城。

破靄雁來霖未霽，穿窗夢醒日猶明。

才依北檻見天色，又舞提琴聞雨聲

數日陰晴何足道，時光不語水無情。