风把书页翻完
听不清枝叶间的抑扬
萧萧呼过的声喘
爬走在她的脸上
二十岁的老妪
六十岁的青春
淌在眼里的风痕
一场情死的重生
委身给了此刻的情节
Mystical and philosophical poem about hidden ages under the outer masks, which mabe seen through the pages and drops of rain whirling in eternity! 谢谢,美丽的诗!
What a beautiful language! Each component is a small work of art, of beautiful design. // Languages defeated my aspirations as a scholar. To receive a higher degree of Masters or PhD, you must master at least one foreign language. I failed at both French and German. despite my, mastery of their literatures in translation. An Asian language with its different alphabet and pronunciation - completely beyond me. That failure has kept me humble. I can't be puffed up with myself. And your mastery of English I consider a stunning achievement.
Powerful piece Anne A book though old its new everyday to the eye it catches whether it is new or old but if not read yet its new.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful poem, commitment is always a lifelong quest.