A Piece of Red Remain
The Summer rain was falling down desultorily, mixed flavours of cutting grass and sea water brought into my nostrils by the soft wind. I did not know why I had come to this place, and what I had been searching for . I just came in by accident and jazzed around aimlessly .
The garden was beautiful and quiet, full of various flowers. Some flowers were in full bloom, perking their faces, smiling with confidences. Some flowers were bending their heads half way with pudencies. The one which thought itsself was not beautiful enough , hiding itsself under the shade ,wathching in silence. Rain water cleaned all kinds of dusts . The whole garden looked fresh and green. Enmeshed in such an atmosphere , I feeled much younger and delighted . I liked such weather , such rain. I loved each of the flowers and bushes. Such a surroundings made me thingking of nothing , but enjoyed any ofthe loveliness caught by my eyes . I forgot the cold and boring reality of outside world at that moment . I found out myself again, the one which I used to be.
Walking in the flurry, along the narrow, cobblestone paved path, ever and again, stopped in front of some attractive ones, I could be shocked and moved deeply, I heard their soft murmurs, I understood their meanings behind, dry, dry, dry ……, pure heart broken.
Rain stopped without notice, darkness was falling slowly, raising my head , the red in the sky appeared again, but only one piece of remains , which was so vivid and bright , touching into my mind and locked in the corner of my heart. Sadly, to see which was disappearing soon into the thin air and no where to find it again, for ever ……
《一抹残红》
夏雨时断时续地下着，海水的味道合着新剪的青草味，随着轻柔的风钻进我的鼻腔。我不知道为什么会来到这个地方，也不知道在这里寻觅什么。只是一次偶然，让我来到这个天地，从此，毫无目的地在此游荡。
