Two poems

1. Lost

The wind outside is breezing

I see it is shark and  cry

The hiding amaranth in the heart is freezing

It is dying，no matter how many times I have try

the sun of May is hot with the golden light

willows are beginning to feather out

Who cares the fallen peonies in the dark night

And Who knows the wickers talk about

2. Godot

Stand at the cross，I didn't know where to go

Hesitated，one leads to the blue sky；

the other is to the golden light

Admiring those who have wings，who can touch the sky

I know who I am，which road I should take

Know，who I am waiting for；what I am waiting for

Those，I protect and guard；

Those，I woo and pursue

Godot is not Godot

Close my eyes，the world is not black

Every sweet night，dream my dreaming