GREAT BRITAIN
LONDON
I did not want to be a traveler, and I wanted to feel the wind blowing and enjoy the river in my instinct. Fengshui (meaning wind and water) is the soul of universe, while feeling the fengshui is merely the same as feeling the culture naturally in London. Smelling the atmosphere of London appears to me like what I used to read about from the novel by Dickens, as well as what I used to appreciate from those oil paintings. Nothing is different and nothing is the same, only the river of the ages reflects all of our familiar memories.
WATCHING THE MUSICAL OPERA OF Les Mis¨¦rables
When Jean Valjean lighted up the candle of the soul that salvaged his life, it seemed to me that God descended from Heaven, and all of sudden there was a couple of wings, which took me to fly over all obstacles of human world, reaching the most moving yet tranquil place of the soul. Yes, what we should do to illuminate a candlestick of the soul is, whether it is for giving or for desiring. Wind blows over from an unknown city with rain, and it appears to offer me an answer, which is accessible to the sacred and the fineness.
ROYAL ADELPHI HOTEL
In this small hotel room that hung two Chinese paintings, I recalled my long journey, while the constantly swaying sound of train led me to my remote mountain, and I was wondering how long I should go to see the scenery peacefully. The exhaustion of my journey turned out to be like an old fan, which evoked me to unconsciously sense those affections that would not leave away.
CRAISING CROSS
Ladies under the light of night
Passed over by shaking the bodies
As the face smeared up with perfume
It stayed inside the men's sights
At this prosperous night
How many flowers were withering
Desires under the darkness opened up the curtain
No one would ask for the road
GREEN PARK
Nothing is more innocent than Green Park
So innocent just like never growing up
Green grass has no worry
Woods leave no trace
Wind comes and goes
CITY OF WESTMINSTER,LONDON
The bell rang
Flower faded already
Half of the Sun dispersed
Only the church in the water
Was still staggering
FOR HYDE PARK, LONDON
From here you can comprehend the meaning of the Sun
Everything could grow up with the tranquility of Life
You could not resist the mild wind and soft rain
Let alone ignore its freedom and beauty
CHURCH OF WESTMINSTER
I just happened to meet you in a trip, and I could tell you my coming and going only in my journey. If you could give me the happiness, I would love this world more; if you could give me grief, I would still love this world much more.
Do not expect the world as you wished, as the green grass will never forget spring so long as it is in the bosom of the earth. Please give me strength at every unknown moment, so I can fill up myself with gratefulness and continue my journey. I left a smell of aroma with your wish in the place that I ever passed.
THE MORNING OF WESTMINSTER
I evaded myself under the sunshine, and contemplated a kind of lonely anxiety. Water bird crossed through me, sounding like a greeting, also as a weeping, so I wondered how far it was from my home. Times River, not far from here, was as crazy as those party guys last night, because it still did not wake up at half past ten of the morning. It might be the weekend so that it was extremely quiet here today. I was expecting that time flied faster than ever, and everything turned out to be hilarious again. This is the city of Westminster.
ENGLISH CANAL
Everything seems to be late, and everything seems to be just beginning. My wandering eyes become so clear and transparent under the exotic sunshine that I would not expect the world as you wished. Please keep your heart calm, listening to the sound of that ancient bell deriving from human beings; please keep your heart calm, praying for each life of the world; please keep your heart calm, walking together with my footsteps beyond English Canal.
ITALY
ANNE¡¯S HOME
Under the familiar sky
There is no strange land
Annie's home
My eternal garden
My long parting fairy tales
FAENZA
It seems like an obsolete surprise
I cross through a firmed eye by a Gypsy lady
When walking across the mottled church
My narrow, long shadow swung in the china plate
Snow is melting
Friend's benevolence
Led me to witnessing the glory of Faenza
PAENZA
Just one glance
I believe
This is the heaven of fairy tales
Just one glance
I believe
Mankind is the God of his own
Just one glance
I could take everything away from it
Just leave the blessings behind the noon bell of the church in Paenza
QIAOXI
Neither you need to read its history
Nor approve its origin and future
Qiaoxi under sunshine
Born to be like this
Four seasons interchange
Day just begins from here
ON ROAD
Hand touches the green stone from far away
Dissolved snow
Falls down to my fingers from the top of church
I realize that
It is the season of spring in my hometown
ANCIENT ROME
Under the breeze by Mediterranean
I gaze on a kind of eternity
Sun penetrates my drifting
Staying in my solitude
Warmth hides the noise behind
Holding me to the dark night of ancient Rome
Hence I comprehend what the Strength means
What the Splendor is
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