China DOS Union

Perhaps, in life I am only a passerby.
A traveler in black clothes, carrying a white pack,
hurrying along the road.
From the wild paths where grass grows and orioles fly to the wasteland of icy peaks and snowy shadows.

Along the way there is so much brilliant beauty,
but has there ever been even one flower, however small, that bloomed for me?

So it goes, from season to season, from one mood to another...
I am only a passerby, that is all.
Nothing unforgettable, nothing everlasting.
As time, like water, gradually drowns me, there is nothing—
that on a moonlit, clear-breezed night I can remember alone.
The days scurry past between my fingers like mice; only the wind is my constant friend.
She scatters dust and smoke across my gaunt face,
amid the bustling crowds, facing the growing estrangement in old friends' hearts.

I truly am only a passerby.
Blue clouds in the sky, pure water in the bottle. Where am I to go before I may stay?
Before I may have a patch of woods of my own,
where I too may stand as a free and easy tree, shake out my branches and leaves,
and let the sun pass through its mottled light and shadow.

Swallows fly in pairs. Moonlight once brushed over my body.
Perhaps I truly can only be a passerby,
hoping that at the end of the years,
I may stand as a scene that someone still remembers....

Original? Very good, it gives a sense of insight.

Heh~ I posted this on the Aranya forum the day before yesterday..
It's been more than ten years since I last wrote this sort of thing. My writing
falls short in places every now and then. I hope all of you experts will kindly correct it...

How old are you? What's this "more than ten years"? I was going to send you flowers, but now I'm going to throw bricks instead. Hehe....

Hehe... this sort of stuff was my daily required exercise when I was 14-15 and leading the school literary club,
I really haven't played this tune in a long time....
——Ah~ here come the bricks... gotta dodge——————————

Such talent at 14-15. Impressive.

The following is quoted from 李小龙 on 2003-6-5 9:07:26:
Such talent at 14-15. Impressive.

Hehe~ Brother Xiaolong, you're praising me too much. It's nothing really, very far from proper work..

How come nobody is posting now? Did I arrive too late?

Not late, not late... you came at just the right time... welcome to post........

Master can't be more than twenty-something, right? So gifted and full of talent; I imagine you're someone of true temperament. Really well written.

The master is very old......

Originally it was hard to imagine DOS and poetry, prose, could come together in one person.

But such a master, so very multi-talented, I truly admire you.

You're too kind.