一年

一年      By 雨清

你問我,
想不想念?
清心顫動,
冰唇微啟--
卻無言.

你問我,
是否晴天?
回聲笑語,
寄張俏臉;
其實, 這邊--
風雨窗前.

如何訴說,
我的思念?
每個黃昏,
我守望 夕陽的光線,
隻為它 溫柔西去的纏綿,
多象你吻別,在一年前...

怎麽忍心,
讓你看見?
每個夜晚,
我醉倒在,
你曾走過的梨花樹下麵;
哭著怨你狠心,
狠心舍人麵桃花,
飄蕩在 海的那邊.

你說,
過一天,少一天,
那叫走近相見;
我說,
過一天,少一天,
今生陪你, 又少一年!

記得, 你的臨別一眼
卻已 不再記得
我怎麽過的,
這三百六十五天...

[sympathy1]

Dear Yuqing,

I havn't been able to sleepwell (nor work well) these days. When I read "Xin Ling De You Mu", I've made my mind that I'll go back to where I belong at certain time, although it could not be very early for various reasons.

Your poems touched my heart. What can I say to you. If I were you, I'll tell this bad guy go away and never be back and throw all the things that makes you think of him out of your window. He does not deserve the love you've given him.

Or, he would be back soon to you after he knows your feeling for him won't change and cannot be changed. You have to believe he also has a heart.

Also, listen to your sisters advice: don't despair, even if you are in a "wind storm", be strong and things would be OK tommorrow.

By the way, what is the "wind storm" you refer to? I would be happy to discuss with you if you write to me.

Your sister.