Snow-like Yearning
A poem for Valentine's Day
by Bing Hua
Tr.by Liu Mei
How I wish to turn into snowflakes
Gently falling on your shoulders
Bring green willows for your chilliness
How I wish to send you a love song
And set you into this love song’s scenery
However, that love song is just for my own repeated listening
Listen to the song, listen to the rustling winter wind
A kind of emotion has been tightly sealed
Stare at your face, which seems so familiar and unfamiliar
My heart is pricked by a rose from far away
Over and over again, we are together in the dream
Does a repeated dream only mean a dream?
In and out of the dream, a seed melts the February ice
Once, secretly blooms and withers, in silence
In and out of the dream, my yearning is cut into the drizzle
Which drips into the poetic sentences in the cold windy night
No one knows when the poetic emotion comes and goes
I only know that my yearning is as thick as snowflakes that have not drifted down
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