Poem by Tian Yu
The Silent Spring
Listening to the feelings of the spring,
With a touch of melancholy.
With the predawn bell,
Leaving midnight to go to the dream.
The silent hours,
I hoped there were no death in the world,
Just coz god was tired of noise,
Hope the earth be quiet anyway,
So the landscape today,
Will be like a very sad and light sadness.
All things come to life,
Sure the flowers will bloom.
Don’t be afraid of how the stars are deflected,
Destined for a brightest world,
The thick fog couldn’t conceal the arrival of spring like this.
Listening to the feelings of spring,
It’s a little chilly.
In the hope before the dawn,
All regrets are the enlightenment of destinies.