Mr. Spark

Did you ever think of a girl singing?
She was born to love with all her fervor.
Untrammeled creature possesses everything.
Catch the luster in amber eyes of her.

Everyone derives warmth and energy
from her rich humanitarian heart.
Talent blood can’t stand trite world, she must flee.
A new world appears, how should she start?

If she is the same as the sun or not,
people get close to her when they are colder;
people get away from her when they’re hot.
Moon is the constant companion of her.

I am the daylight, you are the night, sir.
What could we do to meet each other?

Shinning Life

High tide, low tide,
Flow and ebb.
Boundless, limitless, endless, vast, infinite, immeasurable, inexhaustible,
I want to use all words I know to describe how large it is.

Small hide behind huge,
No drops, no brooks, no rivers, no seas.
Countless drops bestow
Countless energy.

It contains everything,
Small people have small ocean.

Silent surface,
Turbulent inside.
Truth is a coward,
Afraid to show up in the luminous scene.

What splendid others’ life are!
They----are----all----fake!
Difficulty and pain are black.
Black is colorless at the same time.

It is such deep to explore,
Each layer is diverse.
People’s true color appear.
A fish breach for breath.

It seems clear,
Everything is there.
You seem naive,
Experiences fill you.

Human is subjective.
Fish won’t know how birds live.
Marine animals live by themselves,
They don’t know the wild world.

What makes it blow, flow, and glow?
Passion is the prelusion,
All movement follow behind.

Ocean is spectacular.
Life is spectacular.

Only a Child



I walk from pistil,


with scent pervaded.

A heavy rain wets out all my expectation.

I blow in the wind.

My tender heart passes through the lake and ocean.

I cannot find my way.