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写于1998年的一首小诗
Like Poems, Like Songs
Chang-qiu LIU
Sick of shouts from all kinds of worlds,
I always dream of being a single flying wild goose,
Wandering off through the air currents,
Looking down upon poverty of winds as well as clouds.
Lonely of course,
I never mask my face,
I never hide off my feelings,
Never conceal my defects.
I consider myself a really grant goose,
A goose that flies with his own wings,
That watches with his own eyes,
That conquers griefs with his own dreams.
As humen beings,
We should have our dreams,
And only people who have dreams,
Desrve sunlights in their lives!
如诗似歌
厌倦了俗世喧嚣
我总梦想成为一只独飞的大雁
穿行于流云
笑傲风卷云残
孤独已然
我从不掩饰自己的颜面
我从不掩饰自己的情感
不掩饰自己的缺欠
我是一只真正的大雁
用自己的翅膀飞翔
用自己的眼睛欣赏
用自己的梦想消融创伤
人
应该有自己的梦想
只有有梦想的人
才配拥有生命的阳光
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