没有尽头的路 / An Endless Road

如果人生是一条没有尽头的路，
我们行走于其上。
谁会遇到谁？
而谁又会错过谁？

What if life is
A road endless,
On which we go and
Can never turn around.
(the stories never end.)

布鲁塞尔印象 / The Memory in Brussels

右边是没有车辆来往的十字路口，阳光灿烂得异常炫目。
左边是公共汽车上的穆斯林情侣，头巾也掩不住的幸福。
中间那一幕我已经忘记。
当时想记住的，最后总会忘记。

A crossroad under the glittering sunshine on the right.
A moslimic couple with the happy smiles on the left.
The scene in the middle has already been forgotten.
We lost it at last, our most precious memorization.

风里的一颗心 / A heart in the wind

那天在一棵枫树下等了你好久，
想用枫叶拼出一颗心送给你。
可是风那么大，
把我的心都吹碎了。

That afternoon I waited for you in the hurst,
and with the maple leaves I mosaiced a heart.
But the wind was so strong
that it broke my heart before long.