7 Quotes by Shu Ting

An overturned cup of wine.A stone path sailing in moonlight.Where the blue grass is flattened,an azalea flower abandoned.The eucalyptus wood swirls.Stars above teem into a kaleidoscope.On a rusty anchor,eyes mirror the dizzy sky.Holding up a book to shade the candleand with a finger in between the lips,I sit in an eggshell quiet,having a semi-transparent dream.

As long as there is wind at nightWind changes the direction of our thoughtsAs long as your trumpet suddenly falls silentSeeking harmonyI will be backBy your side calmly sayingBrother, I'm here

Innocent eyes rise again like the starsShining on me, just as ten years ago.Maybe if I hold out my handsa golden apple will fall.A waterfall of bloodbrightens my soul as though it's in flames.

The wind tonightSeems full of echoesWind in the pine, fireflies, lamplight from a hydro-electric stationAll reminding me of a distant dream.My memory is like a small overloaded wooden bridgeSpanning the banks of time

The only thing I do not feelIs my own existenceAs though the woods and starsMaybe out of habitMaybe out of sorrowNo longer have the strength to careAbout a destiny they cannot alter

My poems arethe ever yearning necklace treesPouring out day and nightmy ever constant love for this land

I would be a kapok tree by your sideStanding with youboth of us shaped like trees.Our roots hold hands underground,Our leaves touch in the clouds.As a gust of wind passes byWe salute each otherAnd not a soulUnderstands our language.