Wen/Dai Yongcheng
Snow, with heavenly music, sings with the soul***song and love***dance and life***bright.
--Title
1 Snowflakes, fluttering, dancing and light, dancing into the winter snowflakes.
Each snowflake is a hexagonal petal. One petal is as holy as a snow lotus, one is as pure as a daffodil, one is as pure as a lotus flower, one is as simple as a lily, one is as ethereal as a blossom, and one is as burning as a plum blossom.
Snowflakes, the flowers that heaven offers to the earth. The root of the ethereal, hidden in the heaven of the Virgin Mary's fraternity; the petal of purity, hidden in the earth of the fragrance of the flowers.
2 A child's heart, hidden in the snowflakes, blossomed into a white and flawless childhood.
Waking childhood, by the snow white into the winter fairy tale. In my dreams, I also flew the story of the white swan.
Close to the snowflakes of the child's heart, longing for Santa Claus to come down in the snowflakes, bringing the gift of holy heaven.
When the snowflakes are dancing, it is the happiest time of childhood. Childhood heart, because of snowflakes and pure; fairy tale, because of snowflakes and beautiful; childhood, because of snowflakes and longing.
3 The maiden made of water blooms into the bud of life. The flame of youth, wrapped in clean snow, reddens into plum blossoms.
Snow, water from heaven, made into a maiden's jade body; snow, water from the winter dance, melted into a maiden's blood; snow, water from the holy earth, pure maiden's soul.
The maiden who stays close to the snow, like the plum who stays close to the snow, purifies herself with the whiteness of the snow, and kindles herself with the flame of the plum. Maiden, chewing love in the snow and wind, chewing the plum fragrance in the bitter cold, a youthful heart, no longer at a loss; a pair of pure eyes, no longer confused.
4 A "rain spirit", walking in the sky, plucking the music of the sky. The sound of curling sound, drifting down in the winter earth, deep into the marrow of the winter.
A land of fresh snow, a land of white knocking, a land of brilliant light.
Who listens to a thousand years of snow, serenely melting how many vicissitudes of suffering one by one?
Who witnesses the snow of ten thousand years, shining through five thousand years with its own white flame?
A drop of water that has survived a storm blossoms into a winter flower. The serenity pierces through everything, and the purity collects the past.
5 Snowflakes, winter butterflies.
One awake white butterfly, who is the pure and passionate eyes?
One gentle white butterfly, who is the pure and youthful silhouette?
Gently plucking the strings of winter, let the notes of the plum blossoms float in the snow and fall on the snow.
A winter, dancing in the butterfly, beauty in the snow. Winter in the transparent dance, pure, bright, alive: the white butterfly, instead of the ancient butterfly thousands of years of love of the absolute song.
6 Snow, the eyes of winter, looking into spring with burning eyes.
A piece of waking snow, a strand of winter's gaze.
Snow in the sunshine, eyes bright and smiling, the child who piled up the snowman, piled up the pure childhood, piled up the white fairy tale.
Snow under the moonlight, eyes crystal flashing, that clean heart, make a girl's first love become brighter.
White snow, always trying to change the world's coolness with a pure and flawless gaze, with a calm tear under the eye to wake up the melancholy soul.
Snow, a ray of clean eyes to the poet, so that the lines purified by snow deep into the winter soul.
7 A drop of rain falling on a sleeping mountain forms the Chinese character for snow.
A piece of snow hides the essence of rain and the bones of the mountain.
A piece of snow that hides the flow of water, the joyous song of the stream, the waves of the river, the sound of the sea.
A piece of snow that stands the head of the mountain, the jade body of the peak, the bones of the vein, the soul of the cliff.
The light of the snow, so that the snowy mountains of ancient lotus serenity into an ancient lamp in China, so that the Tianshan grass in the snowy awns green into a capitalization of the spirit of the nation.
8 Snow, with a kind of whiteness to purify the impetuous world.
Snow, pure grassland flocks, snowbirds, pastoral, Hada, yurts, and Sal's moon, religious scriptures, worship of the soul, the grassland love song ......
The grassland snow, the source of life of the vast grassland. A piece of snow before and after, moisturizing a horseback running nation. Hoof beats sound the quiet snowy realm, white knocking transcendent life.
The grassland snow, breeding a clean life home.