忆今日

今晨日暖风和，

帘拢卷起依坐，

会晤片片青草，

静听幽幽鸟鸣。

黑白

黑白

没有完全的对与错，似乎于站立的角度

没有所谓的好与坏，信念与理念的坚持

没有视觉的美与丑，思维与感性的渗透

。。。自由。。。能穿梭黑白之无间

即能自我 又能任由

黑白。我也

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乱写

指尖的舞台

黑白琴键是指尖自由延伸飞舞的舞台。

指尖舞动，琴键拨浮，心境波动，轻柔涟漪，澎湃浩瀚。音乐的起伏，心随之而去。

音乐系灵，灵贯魂，魂通心。。。 又胡扯了一番。 :p

#诗词 #jlmaylan #gangqing #piano #音乐 #诗 #胡扯

Who am I?

If you are the dragonfly....

who am I?

I just found out...

I will be the pond that you spend your days hovering around.

Dragonfly Lover

Dragonfly,

you don't appreciate nectar  like butterflies do,

you can 't make honey out from pollen,

I know,

you don't have beautiful wings,


but they are strong, fast,

you hover, you fly backward unlike others.

I see your uniqueness, clearly.... without missing each of the goodness.

I know,

you are not in the rushing of doing anything,

you live in the water for a year before you could fly.

Dragonfly,

don't you know me?

Heart, my precious fine silk

every seam I have sewn onto here,

my affection abounds all the more toward you;

How could I explain this feeling?

delusion, illusion,

confusion, hence dilution,

that's why you are beautiful,

...

 that's why I love you.


Dragonfly lover~

The Wind chime

Day comes and day goes

When oh when is the day that was told?

There hung the wind chime years ago

Winds come and winds go

Sing to your heart, sing till you old

Wind chime glow when wind blow

Where oh where will the wind go?

Blow it high, blow it low

Swinging fast or swinging slow

There I need the wind to show!

Sigh! 

~Jane Lee~

Trapped

It's a long quiet night,
Seconds tormented piercing heart.
Light broke through darkest night,
coldest heights,
Did you see light?

No?.....
Yeah. It's beyond the mist it'd hide.

Yoke and white were beaten,
Laughter-angers bed for seeds.
Sprouting through the wall to peep,
Thickest weeds,
Can you feel the heat?

No?.....
Yeah, it does not twist


Can you see it?


No?.....
Yeah, it's just an impressionistic writing.


Can you understand?


No?....
Yeah, it's because an expressionist trapped in an impressionism

Immortal

Silky lies to blur your sights
Your eyes that see twisted from wrong to right
The heart feels but weak to guide
Going round in murky site
Who could withstand the depth of desires?



Tartness words built its tower of guilt
Spun with thousands strand of melancholy
Painted in sorrows of folly
Whispering endless sympathy
Who could surmount the height of filthiness?

Where does my help come from?

No one but You, my Father
Your love is immortal medicine
Cured many of steel hearts from ancient scenes
Your joy is immortal strength
Broke tens of thousand anxious traps

Your love is higher, higher than Heavens
Your joy is stronger, stronger than any trouble in the world.
Your love is deeper, deeper than any ocean
Your joy is stronger, stronger than all power of the earth.

Psalm 57:10

For great is your love, reaching to the heavens; your faithfulness reaches to the skies.

水易君诗 之一

刚刚水易君用了我的姓名作了一首诗，顿时发现我的名字多么抒情画意。。。

送你美言一句：李树开花你先尝，美景如画四季春，兰花幽香又清远，琴美歌甜溢四方。

另外还叮嘱我，‘名如其人，人如其名，你要感谢你爸和妈啊。’

Pail hunt

Pail, pail pail...

Where are you?

I've been searching high and low,

Are you in the backyard? Are you in the ville?

Will I find you in the blue? Will I find you in the hue?


Walk across harvested field.....

 Oh, I found a pail, but it has already filled;

I tried to fill, but only allow to fill in some fro,

no use, it blown away when wind starts to blow...


Walk across the flowing river....

Oh, I found a pail, but the pail is cracked;

I tried to fill, and I saw a tack,

no use, it seeped away and I had a setback...


Pail, pail oh pail...

Not only fro, not only trail would I want to fill,

not only song, not only joy would I want to feel,




my heart and soul......where could they still?

Surviving Oxygen

Surviving Oxygen

How I wish I could hold your body's heat

   as if, you are right here with me 

How I wish I could keep your smell

     as if,  I am wrapped in your arms resting well

Time is crucial to me

     memory is surviving oxygen I take till we meet.

~Jane Lee~

"It Might Have Been"

poA lady poet 

"It Might Have Been"

• author Ella Wheeler Wilcox
• 
  

We will be what we could be. Do not say,
"It might have been, had not this, or that, or this."
No fate can keep us from the chosen way;
He only might who is.

We will do what we could do. Do not dream
Chance leaves a hero, all uncrowned to grieve.
I hold, all men are greatly what they seem;
He does, who could achieve.

We will climb where we could climb. Tell me not
Of adverse storms that kept thee from the height.
What eagle ever missed the peak he sought?
He always climbs who might.

I do not like the phrase "It might have been!"
It lacks force, and life's best truths perverts:
For I believe we have, and reach, and win,
Whatever our deserts.

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

When ........#2

When we have a choice, Humility the word to say.

When we have the light, Darkness falls away.

When we have the truth, Freedom is here right a way.

When we have a goal, Persistent all the way.

When we have love, Peace is on the way.

When we are willing, Lies will give way.

When we have faith, Doubts will fade away.

When we have Jesus, He will make the way.

When we found The Way, Mind will not be astray.

Jesus loves you.

When ...... #1

When we are enjoying, Time is our enemy.

When we are indulging, Rational is our enemy.

When we are committing, Strength is our enemy.

When we are sinning, Conscience is our enemy.

When we are fighting, Pain is our enemy.

When we are achieving, Health is our enemy.

When we are lying, Truth is our enemy.


When we are doing everything in pleasing only our desires ...


Enemies ≠ Enemies


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