我的白鱼

我是你的大海，
你在我的海里，
是唯一一只白鱼儿
在我的怀抱里，
游着，游着，

我的海水
也跟随着你身子的摆动，
产生了一波又一波的海浪，

你带给我喜乐，
在我的生命里添加了色彩，欢笑声
解除了我的忧愁，
解除了我的压力，

在我情绪不稳定时，
当海放声大哭时，
你的话，
安慰着我，
守护着我，
保护着城市里的人
不让我因为自己的自私，
而使别的人受伤，

你多次为我而流泪，
虽然在海里看不到你的眼泪，
但我深深感觉得到你的伤心，

我要用海水包容你，
不要让你受到伤害，
我要一生一世，
陪着你，
直到老，
直到永远
永远。。。。。
我的白鱼儿

Reply for the guy in the abyss for a long time

Searching,reaching,catching you... Held you n pull you out from the deep bermuda triangle.
The bermuda triangle:
A place where boats gt lost
A place where navigation fails
A place of where engines lose its functions
A place of misery
A scary place of lost hearts and souls
A place of broken ships

The mermaid,
Pinkish gold tail flipping
With a cheery smile
With a curly hair
What is special about that mermaid is,
She brings happiness, hope, careness, love
,passion

The mermaid,
Slowly swimming,
Ah! Found you!
retrieving, picking up the broken pieces of you
It's the mermaid's heart
Slowly putting you back into pieces,
Using her blood to heal the ship
Several times tangled in the dark seaweed,
Sufocating,..............
No matter what happens to the mermaid,
She never gives up, wanting that ship she loved to float once again to see the beautiful sun,to sail once again

And one day,
It's done.
It's finished.
It's perfect

She,
Dragged the ship from the bermuda triangle,
Lifted the long sink-in-the-sea ship
To the surface of the sea.
As the sun shines,
The beautiful shimmering in gold ship is ready to sail again
With the mermaid by his side...:)



The mermaid-cherrybum
The ship- my sleepy bird:)

Special Person

While i am awake,still,
Observant,
Looking around in the night sky,
gazing the same stars,
enjoying the same breathtaking scenery
Seeing no difference,
except for the round moon hanging in the sky,
slightly slanted to the east

Closing my eyes, still,
listen,
the night cool air whispering to my ear,
lake waters lapping on the shore,
soaking my feet in the icy cool water,
Hearing linnets wings' flapping,
Insects around me jingles and mingles,
Amphibians singing croaky bass,
Some how making the entire night a grand orchestra, a symphony
But something is still missing,
It feels empty without it,
what is it?Where is it? Where had the voice gone to?

Everything went silent,still,
as if inducing another quiet dream,

Pink petals from a rose,
falling,
piece by piece delicately,
floats on the black lake water
Awaiting the voice to appear,
 the mountain dew on the leaves,
drips, drips into my heart

A sudden bristle in the air,
I thought i was imagining it ,
but is wasn't ,
It wasn't from a mythical world i fantasized,
It is a pure voice of a baritone,
singing to me a soothing music.

Opening my eyes,
searching for it,
And realized,
that very night was cloudy,
Only when the moonlight shone to my face,
i heard your voice,
Running desperately towards the moon light,
just to hear your voice again,
As if the moon light was a portal,
that led us together.

The night went silent,still,
only my soprano,harmonizing with the baritone
making perfect pitches, octave pitches, sounding an extraordinary music piece,
accompliment with flute music from the bamboos and grass while the wind blows


The voices,
  as gentle as feather,
  brittle and fragile like glass,
 forever it remains,
forever it wil be,
in my mind......................................................................................

When i was small,
standing on the living brown ground
enjoying the sea breeze frizz,
listening to the winds whispr's whips
feeling cold drops of dew drips and seeps into my skin
running on the greens and perspire, breathing pure air
Remembering what God created IS good,

But now, i am standing on the pavement grey,
watching dead tree barks turns whitely ashly,
seeing shimmering gray air hisses and sizzes,
denying to visit the sea that blackens flattens
running away from sharp dews that rips and creeps to my skin
applying chemicals to my skin to prevent ultraviolet from zapping killing 
never again running and perspire,but only breathing icy air in my room
never again remembering the beauty of nature
never again containing memories
never again become my euphoria
never again....

Our world is growing real sick
We are getting weaker because of our selfishness
Everything we eat are just like thorns hurting our own body
Everything we breath is just like breathing poisonous air
Every nature we see is going to be a lost memory
Why? Why? Why can't we open our eyes to see the world
Why can't we be not selfish?
Why think only of ourselves?
If the animals can talk today, what will they say?