Friday, May 04, 2007
Readin the book << MAO The Unknown Story>>... came across this poem:
Sorrow, piled on my pillow, what is your shape?
Like waves in rivers and seas, you endlessly churn.
How long the night, how dark the sky, when will it be light?
With no relief, I sat up, gown thrown over my shoulders, in the cold.
When dawn came at last, only ashes remained of my hundred thoughts.
堆来枕上愁何状，
江海翻波浪。
夜长天色总难明，
寂寞披衣起坐数寒星。
晓来百念都灰尽，
剩有离人影。
一钩残月向西流，
对此不抛眼泪也无由。
food for thought...
Readin the book << MAO The Unknown Story>>... came across this poem:
Sorrow, piled on my pillow, what is your shape?
Like waves in rivers and seas, you endlessly churn.
How long the night, how dark the sky, when will it be light?
With no relief, I sat up, gown thrown over my shoulders, in the cold.
When dawn came at last, only ashes remained of my hundred thoughts.
堆来枕上愁何状，
江海翻波浪。
夜长天色总难明，
寂寞披衣起坐数寒星。
晓来百念都灰尽，
剩有离人影。
一钩残月向西流，
对此不抛眼泪也无由。
food for thought...
9:31 pm
Name: Xiong Yishun
D.O.B.: 14/08/1990
School: SP/DASE
Friends Online
D.O.B.: 14/08/1990
School: SP/DASE
Friends Online
