一株小草

出项岸石间

吹着口哨

把阳光捻成线

抛给了春风

春风急躲闪

岔了腰

笑翻了蜂蝶

迭波戏金鲤

我羞红了脸

想起你

Youthful Stem, Spring Blush

 A stem of grass, so fresh, so bright,

pushes through the cracks of stone,

whistling tunes in golden light,

spinning sunbeams, thread by thread,

tossing them where the wind roams.

The wind leaps, twists, and sways,

dodging strands of woven gold,

but strains and falters midway.

Bursting laughter, bees take flight,

Jumping in teasing waves, fish in delight

My cheeks flush red, I turn away…

for thoughts of you have found their way.