In Praise of Your Glance
when you come thousand flowers bloom,
the gentle breeze plays the most beatiful note,
then my hearts forgets all gloom,
and the joyous lyrics begins to float.
the sky pours fourth bliss endless,
I lost in your beautiful glance,
your presence endow me with devine grace.
my desolate heart starts to dance.
your words are the most sonorous strain,
even the muse will lost,
in my deserted life you are soothing rain.
pours warmth amidst the frost.