A Piece of Red Remain
The Summer rain was falling down desultorily, mixed flavours of cutting grass and sea water brought into my nostrils by the soft wind. I did not know why I had come to this place, and what I had been searching for . I just came in by accident and jazzed around aimlessly .
The garden was beautiful and quiet, full of various flowers. Some flowers were in full bloom, perking their faces, smiling with confidences. Some flowers were bending their heads half way with pudencies. The one which thought itsself was not beautiful enough , hiding itsself under the shade ,wathching in silence. Rain water cleaned all kinds of dusts . The whole garden looked fresh and green. Enmeshed in such an atmosphere , I feeled much younger and delighted . I liked such weather , such rain. I loved each of the flowers and bushes. Such a surroundings made me thingking of nothing , but enjoyed any ofthe loveliness caught by my eyes . I forgot the cold and boring reality of outside world at that moment . I found out myself again, the one which I used to be.
Walking in the flurry, along the narrow, cobblestone paved path, ever and again, stopped in front of some attractive ones, I could be shocked and moved deeply, I heard their soft murmurs, I understood their meanings behind, dry, dry, dry ……, pure heart broken.
Rain stopped without notice, darkness was falling slowly, raising my head , the red in the sky appeared again, but only one piece of remains , which was so vivid and bright , touching into my mind and locked in the corner of my heart. Sadly, to see which was disappearing soon into the thin air and no where to find it again, for ever ……
《一抹殘紅》
夏雨時斷時續地下著,海水的味道合著新剪的青草味,隨著輕柔的風鑽進我的鼻腔。我不知道為什麽會來到這個地方,也不知道在這裏尋覓什麽。隻是一次偶然,讓我來到這個天地,從此,毫無目的地在此遊蕩。