Rainy night at 2am

If I die young
bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
sink me in the river, at dawn
send me away with the words, of a love song

-"If I die young", The Band Perry

This song is beautifully sang. Randomly played on the radio, in the middle of a Saturday night.

A heavy rain has just stopped, in the midnight at a small town.

And, with the soft breeze touching your cheeks, reminding you of the sweet tranquility after a downpour.

Starry sky, of a dream that will never come after a sad cry from the clouds.

But, deep down in the veil of the dark, there will be a rainbow we couldnt see, on the other side of the world.

Every heart lies a cupid. Whispering the faith into the soul. A noble wish which transcends the space and time, sleeping soundly in the mind.

Just like a sailor, who sits by the London Bridge, after a long voyage, still keeping the dream of the America.

Rain in the fall, illuminates the sorrow of the night.

花语

爱上花朵, 不是因为她美丽, 而是因为, 花朵能够给予想念的味道; 了解到等待是痛心的美好。

杂文

对着，
发光的荧幕，
听着，
打字的杂音，

独自，感受着，
单一的心情。

孤寂的夜，在雨珠的衬托下，没有更为热闹，
反之，
更为冷清，更为寒冻。

启程的心，
牵引着，
不愿走的回忆。

当初的梦想，
竟，
失去了，
那曾有的，
潇洒。

他，
仰笑，俯瞰自己，
却看见
空虚地徘徊，
在
虚拟
的空间里。

发着，
不知所谓，
的
牢骚。

词两句

二十年的岁月，就像喝下去的绿茶，淡淡的一口，浓浓的思念。

望着，那草地上的一滴露珠，仿佛，一切的回忆，浓缩起来，等待着晨曦的照射，化为一丝希望，迈向西方。

乱笔·杂思

花瓣，
一片片，
滑过了空气的外壳，
缓缓地，
落在大道上。

徘徊的思绪，
不禁，
停住了片刻，欣赏，
那一秒的花落。

梦想，
一针一线，血泪交织，
蓦然回想那当初，
竟，
嘲笑年少的天真。

现实，
并非成功的欢呼，而是
失败的哀嚎，
所堆积。

望向，
那流水潺潺，
不知觉，
雨点停驻于脸庞。

原来，
秋天了；
原来，
下雨了，

春天还会远吗？
彩虹还会远吗？

无语。低头。默想。

陌生文字

陌生，
无情地徘徊在身旁；
控诉着，
街上的热闹。

寂静的遐想，
竟，
成了，
遥不可及的白日梦。

酣睡中，醒了；
清醒着，醉了。

写着，
一首，
不知所云的
文字排列。

孤

秋叶，
潇潇落下；
柳枝，
轻轻点水；

湾桥上的浪者，
俯视倒影的；
一个，
熟悉的面孔，
陌生的感觉。

天涯深处，
乍见的群雁，
海中央，
鱼群的飘游，

一时之间，
竟仿佛，
听见了内在的呐喊，
一缕害怕孤寂的心灵。

继续，
寻觅一个，
那
芳草绽放，
春意盈满的一刻。

心·印

彷徨，
一时之间，仿佛，
不再理智的书写。
迷茫于雾，
看不见的隐约。

不累的继续徒步，
纵然，脚步渐渐沉重，
依旧，
向前方的未知，
投下那颗久违的感觉。

梦中，
片片画面，
似乎暗示着，
月老的劳心，和
丘比特的捣蛋。

蓦然，
不需回首，彼此，
也感应了，疑惑了许久的端望。
印在心中的半段情，
也莫名的寻觅着。

那暗藏着的明朗，
也许，
像月夜许下的山盟，
却不知，
何时才能实行的海誓。

刻在三生石的约定，
尘封的心，
那似曾相识的情，
好比陌生路人，
一见如故，
对望，
微了一笑。

薰衣草

那天，
我遇见了薰衣草。

优柔的浅紫色，
对映着蔚蓝的天空，
诉说着微微细语，
一个不言而喻的和谐。

那难忘的芬芳，
促使我嗅觉顿失，
只知道，
徜徉在道路旁，
任由香粉麻醉自己。

时间与空间，
似乎同时心灵感应，
停住了，
让
我继续活在那香醇的记忆。

字，
不再清楚，
语，
不再清晰，
思，
不再逻辑。

此刻，
惟有那颤抖的心，
理智地指引，
该走的路线。

Wish You Were Here

How I wish,
you were here,
to enjoy the scene,
of a sun sets right beyond the horizon,
together.

How I wish,
you were here,
to embrace the air,
of the breathe of love,
together.

How I wish,
you were here,
to gaze the sky,
of a night full of twinkling stars,
together.

How I wish,
you were here,
to chase after the water flows,
of the fond memories we had,
together.

How I wish,
you were here,
to touch the lips,
of our both,
together.

How I wish,
you were here.

Of A Single Moment

I remembered,
the moment
when the sea is calm,
when the land is strong
when the wind is soft.

I remembered,
the moment,
when tsunami hits Acheh,
when earthquake shakes Sichuan,
when Nargis strikes Myanmar.

The second before,
we are there.
The second after,
we aren't there.

Reminisce the good days,
Cherish the sweet moments.
Embrace the future.

P/s: with these several lines, hope that the everyone out there would appreciate the beauty of life
and send my deepest condolences to the victims of the natural disasters mentioned above.

September Morning

The sun,
lines of magnificent lights,
rise from the horizon,
break the silent dawn.

Leaves fall,
slow but calm,
on the solemn path,
of a lonely traveler.

September breeze,
blowing a tinge of remorse,
a momentary sadness,
in the right chamber of his heart.

He traced,
nothing more than a piece of indistinct memory
he observed,
nothing more than a scene of hazy vision.

Dream-Thoughts

Vaguely,
I opened my eyes,
seeing nothing, but darkness,
yet the mind and soul is in one.

A strange feeling in my heart,
A curious feeling in my thoughts,
why has I come here?
what is the purpose?

River flows calmly,
Birds fly freely,
Flowers blossom
and the sound of nature is all in rhythm

And
now I knew,
why has I come here.
what is the purpose.

Simplicity, greatness of all.
Observe with the eyes in your soul,
Feel them with your pure senses
Cherish the beauty of the Eden Garden in your heart.

Reminiscence

Here I sat beside the window,
listening to the gentle wind,
calmness i feel though,
the heart is still longing.

Oh, what a lovely sky!
pure white clouds surf across,
reminding me who m I,
the seeker of my own dream.

19 years of self-expedition,
seeing nothing but an image on the pond,
a wish to realize the Personal Legend,
so near, yet so far.

Day and night,
gazing up the sparkling night veil,
searching for some guide
to drive forward my motivation.

~~luminodreamer89~~