( Image from wpmisc.com )
A fragile dandelion
carried by the wind
with broken wings
wandering off to the end of the horizon
the pain in her only heals by wanderlust
In my waking moments
I long for another glimpse of her
By night
My soul sings to the edge of the sea
Oh my little fragile dandelion!
蒲公英
吹了
散了
漫遍天涯
无处不安家
每次遇见
蒲公英
都会想起他(她)
无处不在
浪迹天涯
