The Missing Sea

 

Yin, Huali

 

 

Awakening,

 

In the breeze,

 

I say “morning”

 

To the spring;

 

Quietly,

 

Kiss the drizzling.

 

And, carefully, collecting

 

A string of berries

 

That are

 

Twinkling and twinkling,

 

In the green eyes,

 

The time posts it

 

To the missing sea

 

Where the longing

 

Is singing and singing.

 

Then, tenderly, picking

 

A slice of sunshine

 

That is

 

Dancing and dancing,

 

In the blazing hearts,

 

The blue affectionately

 

Nibbles it,

 

Smiling.

 

 

 

 

 

作者：尹华李（英语学院2015级18班） 

 

指导老师：张婷