如何让你遇见我
在我最美丽的时刻
为这—
我已在佛前 求了五百年
求它让我们结一段尘缘
佛于是把我化做一棵树
长在你必经的路旁
阳光下慎重地开满了花，
朵朵都是我前世的盼望
当你走近 请你细听
那颤抖的叶是我等待的热情
而当你终于无视地走过
在你身后落了一地的
朋友啊 那不是花瓣，
是我凋零的心
英文译文
A Blooming Tree
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.
不记得第一次读它是什么时候，可总也是迷迷茫茫的。
这一次再读，才真正的体会到了点什么，许是无奈，许是可惜，又或许是那丢也丢不掉，忘也忘不了的期待，盼望吧
