Rose Lu ( Bing Hua )
Come and go on the petite globe
Confused I find the figure dear
I spend thousands of years religious seclusion
On buying hundreds-of-years old willow withes
To weave a bright bridge of love
Once knowing the will of my previous existence
I start to loathe my poor appearance
Wondering on and on in the sea of flowers
I pray to God for a Flora’ or Cynthia’s fair countenance.
Turn the power preserved for a whole winter
Into wind to blow up the lower hem of your garment
And seduce you to my side with the delicate scent
I’ve saved for a whole summer
The buds drifts on till there appears rhymes
That fly toward your mailbox
But I’ve been haunted by dread
Before it arrives
So what you read will be my shyness.
You’ve made me grow so flirtatious
By Rose Lu (Bing hua) Tr. East Sea Fairy
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