An blossoming tree 　　

---translated by Angela Ball and J.Q Zheng

How to let you meet me

At my most beautiful momemt?

For this

I`ve prayed to buddha for five hundred years

To be bestowed a relationship with you

on this earth So,

buddha makes me a tree growing by the road

you are bound to take

bloomingcautiously and flourishing under sunlight

Each blossom an expectation of my previous life

When you approach,

please listen the trembling leaves are the passion of my waiting

But when at last you walk past unseeing

What lies scattered on the ground behind you

Oh ,my friend, is not petals

But my withered heart
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