May. 17, 2017

Part I: Freedom Land

 

Young Child, wild dreams.

Do you still remember it?

Yes, I do and never remove it.

Like the birth make on my shoulder.

 

Drive through the highway,

Lost in the dizzy modern city,

Laugh like no worries,

I called this as Freedom Land.

 

My heart was shock,

When the dream comes true.

One day, I was stuck,

When I realized wasn’t the truth.

 

Part II: Undiscovered

 

She said she knows everything.

In fact, she knows nothing.

She couldn’t understand me

Like a record player hold the vinyl.

 

They believed they are cool,

Laughing like they’re the top.

Look smart, stay fool,

They judged me like ordinary book.

 

I mess up my life,

But I come back.

I pick up my heart again,

But I lock myself one more time.

 

They dream about the freedom land,

But never felt the hurt from inside.

They called it The Dark Poison,

I believed it just a part of the side.

 

Part III New or End

 

When the dream falls,

I will be quit forever.

Breathe in Breathe out 

The oxygen in here one more time.

 

Travel make our richer,

There is no destination.

Once more, won”t be hurt

Life continues, never turn back.

 

I am a stubborn person.

Follow any dream I made.

Build my life incredibly

As called the Endless Youth.

May. 17, 2017

落日的余晖
映在她的脸上,
蜜糖色的眼睛。
有着精致的妆容,
甜甜的微笑
仿佛可以装下所有希望。

毫无征兆的,
眼泪从她那漂亮的眼睛里,
缓缓地滚下。
泪痕映在她那漂亮的脸上,
眼底黑乎乎的睫毛膏印子。
与佛罗伦萨的格调略显得格格不入。

夕阳的最后一条余晖,
在天际线那和大地分别。
微肿的双眼,戛然而止的抽泣
华灯初上,
她起身消失在
这繁华却冷漠的异乡的街道上。

看着她的背影,
我多少次告诉自己这只是个幻觉。
可是我不愿意相信只是虚幻的画面。
恍惚之间,
又回到这个北方的小镇。
一切又将重新开始。

May. 13, 2017

包袱太重的迷途羔羊,

在道路的分叉口不知所措,

只能呆呆的站在原地,

不停地来回走动。

这是对我现状最好的概况。

 

给自己定下的框架,

多到连喘气的缝隙也没有。

无数次的打破束缚,

换来的却是,

更多次的自我封闭。

 

比起天空我更向往大海,

海腥味的空气令人心安,

可海浪却永无止境地

将我无情的拍在岸上。

却寄托于未来有属于自己的天空。

 

这一切都不能称之为束缚,

打开它,

是换一种方式走向终点。

封闭它,

也可以称之为沉淀。

 

 

May. 11, 2017

I.
Clearly and Brighten,
Childhood memories
Blue sky,
The happiest time in my life.

II.
Hold mama’s hand,
walk fast, avoid rains,
I look up, as a glam eyes.
Yeah, Cloudy sky.

III.
Never been to real nature
As grown up a city kid
Once the shooting star
Across the deep dark sky.
How gorgeous!

IV.
Lying on the grass
heartbeat, oh wonder played
Orange sky, when sunset down
Love is still young.

V.
Depress around, tears drop.
Whisper to me,
Grey sky,
Wasn’t what I imagine.

VI.
Lock me in room,
Light up, too shiny.
White sky coming,
The time I lost myself.

VII.
Wish someday,
Sky could be more fun.
Like cake, like unicorn,
But this won’t happen.

VIII.
Blue or grey
Orange or black
Even unicorn color.
Never make me feel
I am alive.

IX.
Walking by the seashore,
The sun rises up again.
I couldn’t tell what color is the sky now.
But like this,
New start.

May. 8, 2017

 

人们总说,

一个人的世界是很悲哀的。

正因为我的不合群,

我选择改变自己。

去看那些不喜欢看的电影,

听那些不喜欢听的歌。

和所谓的朋友聊着那些毫不感兴趣的事情,

心里知道自己根本不快乐,

因为真正的朋友不是这样的,

所做的一切根本不值得。

一个人的狂欢又怎样,

起码那一刻,

整个世界仿佛都是我的。