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海 外 头 条总 编 火 凤 凰 （海外）
海外头条总编审 王 在 军 （中国）
海外头条副编审 Wendy温迪（英国）
图片选自百度
作者简介：
李华（Leanne li）记者，诗人，老师，传媒策划人，专栏作家。著有”泰晤士河畔的低语”系列英文诗集。无论这个世界是深沉还是阳光灿烂，享受用LEANNE视线来感知和聆听每一个您的声音。
About the poet
Hua Li ( Leanne Li), born in China, is a poet, lecturer, journalist and column writer. Her English work including “ The Whispers of Thames”. She enjoys pursuing her dream discovering the world.
那份阳光
Hua Li/ Leanne
红色的公交车外
阳光 轻舞着金色的飘带
绿色充盈着蜜蜂的清音
此时我愿意闭上眼睛 深呼吸
因为 那里有你的微笑 如芬芳的黄玫瑰
在我心头绽放你的潇洒
你的气宇轩昂的低头的深沉
是我最喜欢的蓝
纯净如那飞流千尺的瀑布
而执着的目光如那五月的暖
灼热而又充满生机
呵 此时徜徉在千里之外
可我的心却始终无法平移你的那片蓝
走在喧嚣的人群里 音乐如同生命的歌喉
荡漾的全是那一席你的低语
我好想借着那微波 让你的欢笑
在我的世界里 一次 两次 都不够
我看到了你的微笑 于是心灵的木舟开始启航
我要插上羽翼 只希望飞上云端
一睹你的那片蓝 那无声的低语里
波涛滔滔 如世界最美的画幅
可是我却伫立不前 我无法再迈步
生怕惊扰你的气势磅薄
我要慢慢的行走 行走在喧闹的街头
如果红色的巴士正缓缓驶过
能够感知你的欢喜就够了
不然让我拿什么还你
还你你的那片只属于我的蓝
08/05/25
That Sunshine
Hua Li/ Leanne Li
Outside the red bus,
sunlight dances with golden ribbons,
Green hums with the bees’ clear music.
In this moment, I try to close my eyes, draw a deep breath —
As there, within, is your smile, like the fragrant yellow rose
blooming your grace upon my heart.
Your elegant bow of the head, that noble, towering calm, is my favorite blue,
pure as the thousand-foot waterfall, while your steadfast gaze
burns with May’s warm blaze, fierce and brimming with life.
Ah! Though I wander a thousand miles away,
my heart can never drift from your sky of blue.
In the clamoring crowd,
music becomes life’s own voice,
and all it echoes is the hush of your whispers.
How I wish to borrow that ripple,
let your laughter
ring in my world, once, twice, not enough —
I want to see your smile, your happiness immediately
and my soul’s little boat sets sail.
I long to sprout wings,
only to soar to the clouds,
to behold your sky,
where silent whispers
roar like waves,
the world’s most beautiful painting.
Yet here I stand,
frozen, afraid to break the majesty of your powerful presence.
So I walk gently, amid the noisy streets.
If the red bus rolls slowly past, and I can feel your joy, that will be enough.
Otherwise, how can I in return
How can appreciate your perfect blue,
the blue that belongs only to me.
So I close my eyes running, running, running…
Until get a chapter of poetry to echo that blue!
