含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 10:59:14
What language is thy answer, O sky?
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 10:59:30
The language of eternal silence.
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 10:59:43
Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes
love to you.
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 11:00:00
The mystery of creation is like the darkness of night--it is great.
Delusions of knowledge are like the fog of the morning.
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 11:00:18
Do not seat your love upon a precipice because it is high.
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 11:00:32
I sit at my window this morning where the world like a passer-by stops
for a moment, nods to me and goes.
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 11:00:47
There little thoughts are the rustle of leaves; they have their
whisper of joy in my mind.
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 11:01:05
What you are you do not see, what you see is your shadow.
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 11:01:18
My wishes are fools, they shout across thy song, my Master.
Let me but listen.
含笑饮毒酒
发表于 2009-7-25 11:01:35
I cannot choose the best.