To Gillian

lent me an ear, so much songs to listen, so little time.
lent me an eye, so much scenery to view, so little space.
lent me a hand, so much words to write, so little line.
lent me a soul, so much emotions to feel, so little mind.
lent me a foot, so much roads to travel, so little speed.
o Gillian, o Gillian
when can you leave my mind?

我将眼泪，流成天山上面的湖
让你疲倦时能够扎营停驻
羌笛声，胡旋舞
为你笑，为你哭
爱上你的全部，放弃我的全部

海洋

月海太美丽

月色太迷离

梦中难觅，湛蓝心情

陨石留下泪滴

无声撞击，环形山的阴影

岁月雕刻海洋

默默凝结，玄武岩的坚硬

风暴彼岸的清宁

是梦中的蟾宫

何处不胜寒？

回光流转，如何委婉

半城银白，终也幻成

你笔下的孤霜

夕阳无限好，只是近黄昏。

无题

时间是河流，在蜿蜒
洗尽繁华，带往远方
而我逆流而上，直到字迹泛黄
回溯你容颜

after so long....

after so long, a hiatus lasting nearly for a month, i've got a new laptop, a few new pens, a new lens and still the old same me.
so i will still hang around, or should i say, i have returned to this desert, or semi/sub-desert wasteland.
and is bound to stay
waiting for rain.

你会不会，在过去、现在或将来的某一年某一天，在寂静无声的夜里，也像我现在这样想着你般，想着我。你会不会，分一丝心跳给我；会不会梦见我，然后在你的梦中，靠近我，拥抱我，在微笑之间牵起我的手？