我有太多太多的话想说,现在
有如滔滔江水
堵塞了我的思绪
我的喉咙
每个月升日落
星在汗流夹背的夜出行
将沉积的厚重磨成墨色
一行字,一幅画,一句诗
祖宗留下的文化遗产
灵魂不能摆渡在异乡
归鸿插上使命的翅膀
陌上桂香满树
一念便是人间最美相逢
听秋风诉唱“离歌”是69年前的事
你是我眼眶里那一滴海洋
先听海浪滚滚奏响
再看落月盈亏潮涨
只留晴空
和光同尘迢迢
吞忍世间风霜
You are the drop of ocean in my eyes
I have so many words to say,
now
the flood of water is clogging my thoughts
my throat
rises every month and the sunset
star travels on the night in the sweat of my back
grinding the thick deposit into ink line
a picture, a word,a poem
Verse fathers cultural heritage left by the
soul able to ferry in a foreign land
to hon with wings of mission on the safety
cinnamon tree full of fragrance
is the world the most beautiful meet
autumn wind sing "leaving song" is69 years ago
you are in my eyes that a drop of ocean
first listen to the waves rolling play
see swelling tide falls in profit and loss again
only sky bland
the way swallowed endure the hardships of thing in the world
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