Born as the bright summer flowers 生如夏花 泰戈尔36.ppt

Born as the bright summer flowers Tagore I heard the echo, from the valleys and the heart One I believe I am Open to the lonely soul of sickle harvesting Repeat outrightly, but also repeat the well-being of Eventually swaying in the desert oasis Born as the bright summer flowers Do not withered undefeated fiery demon rule Heart rate and breathing to bear the load of the cumbersome Bored I heard the music, from the moon and carcass Auxiliary extreme aestheticism bait to capture misty Filling the intense life, but also filling the pure There are always memories throughout the earth Two I believe I am Died as the quiet beauty of autumn leaves Occult Even wilt also retained bone proudly Qing Feng muscle Sheng is not chaos, smoke gesture Three I hear love, I believe in love Love is a pool of struggling blue-green algae As desolate micro-burst of wind Bleeding through my veins Years stationed in the belief  Four I believe that all can hear Even anticipate discrete, I met the other their own Some can not grasp the moment Left to the East to go West, Gu, the dead must not return to  See, I head home Zanhua, in full bloom along the way all the way Frequently missed some, but also deeply moved by wind, frost, snow or rain Five Prajna Paramita, soon as soon as Shengruxiahua dead, as an autumn leaf Also care about what has That’s all. Thanks for listening.