A Reflection of My Soul When I See This Photo( By Tiger Yin) 
On a sunny,warm spring day All things that love the sun want to play The grass sprouting on the moors The hares jumping out of their doors In the distant woods, the birds are singing Not far away, a creek is quietly flowing Ensnared by the flowers, I fall on the grass Staring at the blue sky that floats like a sheet of glass
Such is a happy, pure and sweet moment Till Mother Nature loses her temperament Suddenly the gusty bleak wind is cutting your bones Bringing along the snow like stones All the lively things are buried underneath Against the cruel, reckless oppression, can barely breathe The poor, lonely, fragile tulips, how vainly you are With a saddened heart I'm praying for you to a wishing star.
|
