In Cloisters Of Memory I Roam(Bilingual) Poem by Perdita Young (Hanna Wang)

漫步在记忆的回廊

漫步在记忆的回廊
心中噙满栀子花的芬芳
岁月的浮云 卷卷舒舒
流转在秋日的光影里

思绪飘飞 往昔的日子
在起伏的心绪中
悄然的 踏月而来
不期而至

清凉的风
翻开尘封的记忆
一行行诗句
在眼前跳动 翻滚
洒落一地

俯身检起颗颗珠玉
用珍藏的金线
将这熠熠的碎散和斑驳
一个个的 小心串起
钉在愈加亲切清晰的
格子和段落里

这一份心灵的收藏
是生命延续的维系
如秋蝉 用整个生命
等待着
下一个破土的春季

In the Leafy Cloisters of Memory I Roam

In the leafy cloisters of memory I roam,
My heart with Cape Jasmine being perfumed;
With its curling clouds the Time floats by,
In Autumnal shade and light and gleam.

My thought up flies and soars
To those good days of yore,
The swelling moods that shift
Now descend like moonlight,
On a heart locked long in secrecy,
An unexpected delight…

The wind comes cool, it flips and flutters
The dust-laden pages tattered,
Where lines of verse shimmer and shine
Like scattered beads they bounce and roll…

I stoop to pick the brilliant gems
That glisten，scattered and mottled,
And try with care to them string,
With golden thread I somehow win,
To get them nicely fastened
In frame and lattice cozy and clear.

The store my heart has cherished,
A clinging to life that's transient,
Likened to an earthy cicada,
With its whole life awaiting
A next spring, to stir and break anew.

Sept.1st,2007.