ChinaRose

Being independent,
When you were thousands of miles away,

I picked up my books and pen again,
And return to innocence.

Live my life in imagination,
With the golden sunshine and golden barley,
With white lilies in my hand,
With my eye insight towards the far,
With my long hair going with the wind.

And wild child,
With dream as wing,
Stride firmly again.

Desired life, without desire,
Desired life, walking in the road hand in hand,
Desired life, looking at the sky with 45 angle,
and Smiling.
Desired life, trouble is a friend,
Desired life ,with music dancing around you,
Desired life, with fresh air,
Desired life, with innovated idea

Sky,
blue as always,
dizzy, and florid.

Sun,
dazzling as always,
dry, and bored.


North Africa,
As it used to be,
In my dream.
and there,

I am waiting as usual,
waiting for something,
waiting for the future,
cold,serene,and far.

ChinaRose.

Walking in the moonlight,
Peaceful starts like the flying notes,
Shining over my head,
Guide me to the eternity.

The familiar voice,
I recognize for centuries,
Echo to my soul again.

On the way toward the light,
Hope cherished in the hand,
The back dim in the darkness,
Isolator linger along the path,
To find the silence,
Who is around everywhere,
And whose beauty never be known.

...

Lovely girl,
with the apple-cheeked ,
with the big eyes glittering,
on the face,
Since you were born,

Lovely girl,
With the naive appearence,
With the kind heart,
With the cluck,
Like the angel bring cheer to her around world,

Lovely girl,
For my wish,
To keep out all the danger for you,
To hope you grow like the wild flower,
Strong and Brilliant.

C.R