The end of 2008
星期五 一月 02, 2009 8:21 pm
Greetings and mails stop coming,
on the tops of mountains,
snow starts to melt.
We begin our warm journey
to the south,
hope to relax in a corner
under the extending sunrays.
Characters from the parade
pass by one after another,
they are eager to present each happy end.
My memory lingers
with their re-writing tones.
It is near the last season,
we wait for the curtain to close.
watching all leaves fall to the roots,
we receive them as silent delayed greetings.