散文诗精选（Selected Prose Poems）.doc

散文诗精选（Selected Prose Poems） Selected Prose Poems If you live well,the day will be fine If, let the night stop singing, leaving only a faint silhouette, whether my melancholy, with the rest and quiet night. If, let the memory stop spreading, leaving only the warm shallow, I miss, with the termination of the endless memory. -- 1, the end of our story has been a few years, a daze, so a person for a long time. Can not remember, the way appeared in the scenery, can not see, Ho Ho is the end of wandering. For a long time do not have to find a trace of you, all the past, seems to have gone through the customs, time rush, stained white memory the last thread, then, can only be that a bunch of bells ringing your window, the deepest memory of echo. Perhaps, every bustling behind, will be hidden countless grief, as in the pattern of years of love, memories, but it is countless memories and loneliness. Behind the smile, how many bitter tears in the wind, memories of chapter, and who is gentle to freeze to the eternal, into the heart of that one will never disappear traces. In this way, can only let a drop of warm tears, with a row of cold text, the end of my blurred dream, this may be the story, this is probably the end. The difference is, in the story, you are still a stretch of beautiful clothes, and at the end, I was in the crowd come and go, get lost. Dont know how long, wandering in the edge of the memory, always think, your smile has been blurred, but the yellowed rice paper, that a faded handwriting, but your face very clear description in my mind, his mouth muttering call thousand names, in such a cold at night, how can I walk the lonely heart overflow. Perhaps, meeting and parting is doomed to be a passing grade two, as our story, we have not been able to walk on the opposite road, so we went farther away and could not find the back direction, only a few scattered messy footprint, arranged in this way no destination. Passage of time once the reflection of fragments, l