Thursday, November 6, 2008

Farewell

Dedicated to 2008 2 Zhong classmates and teachers, 2006 6K (though it's a little late) and everyone who has stuck with me until the end.

Across the horizon the sun is setting.
Sun beam turns from bright to dim,
the sea turns from rough to calm,
as though giving our feeling of uncertainty,
a chance to bring themselves out.

From far the trees are rustling,
playing the song we once sang together,
whispering words we used to encourage each other.
Will we stay in each other's arms and dance forever?

In the night breeze our memories are drifting.
A collection of unspoken promises,
and a love we'll never forget,
sink slowly into our hearts.

Hand in hand we have walked the whole journey,
till the crossroad where we have to part.
The stars and moon are appearing,
it is a magical night filled with brilliance.
I walk into the shadows and lapse into darkness.

Farewell.
May your life blossom when the sun comes out again.