A Green Tree Leaf By Huilan Spring wears green leaf garments But by the time I recognize the chill My heart is already senile The fluttering green leaves Remind the birds to go home I don’t know why but I cry I want the tree branches to surround me So that I won’t feel the cold However, the string of the zither has broken My ice-bounded heart has withered It became brittle and numb And the only property I can squander now Is a scar, and only a scar Is the spring coming I haven’t seen it yet |