再别康桥

lixiaoflyme

Saying Good-bye to Cambridge Again
Very quietly I take my leave,
As quietly as I came here;
Quietly I wave good-bye,
To the rosy clouds in the western sky.
The golden willows by the riverside,
Are young brides in the setting sun;
Their reflections on the shimmering waves
Always linger in the depth of my heart.
The floating heart growing in the sludge,
Sways leisurely under the water;
In the gentle waves of Cambridge,
I would be a water plant!
That pool under the shade of elm trees,
Holds not water but the rainbow from the sky;
Shattered to pieces among the duckweeds,
Is the sediment of a rainbow-like dream.
Very quietly I left,
As quietly as I came here;
Gently I flick my sleeves,
Not even a wisp of cloud will I bring away.