城市的虛假花邊
在毫無預警的停電恐慌裡
終於瞥見了一絲絲的清楚明白
星際的孤獨迷航
在恆星燃燒殆盡的那一刻
遁入了維度魔幻的宇宙遊戲
沙雕般的偉大歷史
在文明浪潮的日夜衝擊中
覺醒是自由與純粹的渺小結晶
廢棄的荷塘死水
在曙光若隱若現的神秘映照下
雲端仍有想象的美好氣息
Reflections
The false lace edging of the city
In the panic of an unexpected power outage,
Finally glimpsed a trace of clear understanding.
The solitary cosmic drift of stars
At the very moment a sun burns out,
It fades into the magical dimensional game of the universe.
The great history, merely sand sculpture,
Amidst the day and night battering of civilization's tides,
Awakening is the minuscule crystal of freedom and purity.
The stagnant water of the abandoned lotus pond
Under the mystic reflection of the nascent, shimmering dawn,
The clouds still harbor the beautiful aura of imagination.
