Yearning

Yearning

Being a pot of wine you brewed,

Opened to turn me drunk and confused.

Being the silent guardian of memories,

Whereas those pages of books in heart to have sheltered.

Being a deep blessing from afar,

Let the distance mistily weaken to apart.

Also deemed to lead gentle cloud blowing,

Kissing the smoky heart of sea everlasting and slowing.

 

Having joys and fears,

Having laughter and tears,

Having sweetness and bitterness,

Earnest invitation of the heart to embrace you for dance in braveness.

With liveliness and loneliness,

With hopefulness and doubtfulness,

With happiness and painfulness,

Touching my profoundness ceaseless.

Yearning is me confronting to count the layers of rainbow,

And that counting the density of the hearty shadow.

Yearning was a painting you had drawn,
Where there seemed to be an error colorfully indrawn.

《思念》

是你釀的酒一壺，

開啟後讓我醉得糊塗。

是對記憶無聲的守護，

護成一頁頁心書。

是遠方深深祝福，

讓距離變得縹緲虛無。

又似清風牽雲輕輕吹拂，

卻拂不去的心海煙霧。

有歡顏， 有愁目

有暢笑， 有淚珠

有甜蜜， 有酸苦

殷殷邀心擁你共舞。

有熱鬧， 有孤獨

有盼望， 有躊躇

有喜悅， 有痛楚

時時繚繞我心深處。

思念是我對著彩虹層層數，

數著心影的密度。

思念是你畫下的一幅圖，

彩繪中有一筆失誤。。。。。