A Blooming Tree

By Xi Murong

A Blooming Tree

By Xi Murong

如何讓你遇見我

在我最美麗的時刻

為這

我已在佛前求了五百年

求它讓我們結一段塵緣

佛于是把我化作一棵樹

長在你必經的路旁

陽光下

慎重地開滿了花

朵朵都是我前世的盼望

當你走近 請你細聽

那顫抖的葉是我等待的熱情

而你終于無視地走過

在你身后落了一地的

朋友啊 那不是花瓣

是我凋零的心

May Buddha let us meet

in my most beautiful hours,

I have prayed for it

for five hundred years.

Buddha made me a tree

by the path you may take.

In full blossoms I’m waiting in the sun

every flower carrying my previous hope.

As you are near, listen carefully

the quivering leaves are my waiting zeal.

As you pass by the tree

without noticing me.

My friend, upon the ground behind you

is not the fallen petals but my withered heart.

一棵開花的樹

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