In Memory Of Bygone Friends(Yǔ Lín Líng) Poem by Perdita Young (Hanna Wang)

雨霖铃•忆馨友

深秋鸣冽。朔风敲户，树叶凋缺。
临窗夜读听雨，心盲意懒，苍书堪阅？
起卧思浮旧友，惘然竟无阕。
叹世事﹑离散知朋，海角天涯廖相悦。

红尘聚散随明灭，漫劳牵﹑寂寂神伤叠。
馨园旧梦无寄，留恋处﹑落花呜咽。
幻景幽情，空有﹑伊人顾盼情切。
便纵是﹑莺语千般，往事皆残雪。
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Tune: Bells Ringing in the Rain
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Fiercely, the late autumn wind howls,
Swirling, it knocks hard on my doors.
Tree leaves are withered and broken by now,
While I try to read by th'window, but How?
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Rain drizzles, making one dumb, aimless and blind,
How can books old and grey enlighten such a mind?
Bygone friends have constantly haunted my heart
Of verse I'm incapable, awake or asleep.
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Alas! Friends who know me best, have been scattered
Here and there to corners of the Earth remote,
Few occasions to enjoy any real delight;
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Of this world we go in and out, like candle-light,
Overwhelmed by fatigue, lonely and silent.
The fragrance Garden is mere dream, not to trust,
Nostalgia when flowers wither and fall in tears.
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Mirages, they will all turn out, passions secret,
In amorous glances for nothing they burn bright.
Prosperous as Spring is, with its orioles and swallows,
The cherished will melt down and fade away at last, like snows.
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Nov.10,2009, dark and windy, late at night.