#记录我的2023#
By the window of the dawn of the morning,
The shadow of the flower dances lightly.
Singing new poems softly,
An unfinished thought cut.
The clouds and shadows flow in the blue sky,
The years are like a song and sing softly.
The stars light up the night,
思绪万千情难量。
The green leaves gently shake the spring breeze,
The years are like a song and sing softly.
Life is full of poems,
A song is not finished.
The morning glow reflects the red of the sky,
思绪万千情难量。
The years sing softly like a song,
Life is like a poem to be continued.
The murmuring of the water caresses the edge of the stone,
Thoughts are like silk and gently tugging.
Listen to the wind blowing the leaves and dance,
Poetry rhymes in the heart.
The bright moon hangs high in the night,
Thoughts are like smoke around my heart.
Singing new poems softly,
A song is not finished.
