Khipuz March 2016 Issue # 3 | Page 19

Year of the monkey, the first sound to the sound of firecrackers

I'm awake.

I'm very satisfied open your eyes.

The years I always gently in the footsteps of payment.

To accompany us.

What words do said

Just silence.

Using the most beautiful season

Tell us.

Also report the spring in the future

Cold winter liè

Beautiful snow memories roaming in the sky

Coverage in the hills

Time is priceless.

Like a green face

Vaguely reveal a ribbed.

The years just dropped.

The seeds of experience

Across the centuries.

Constantly on a an

Life of dance, also repeatedly repeatedly

And I'm

Life is a play

The role of the observation of the life.

Come to the end of the years

Yì Màn Man 2016 2 8 "time"

Translated from Chinese

Then, look in the mirror yourself.

With the vision of the future.

A time indifferently hu

Disregard the youth treason!

Vicissitudes of face

Still in color

It's years old pile of scoring.

You were living in small face

One of the heart.

Being devised

Only dance in under the twilight.

The Sunset was swaying

Thoughts by increasingly slow!

Heart is racing.

Breathing a voice.

Lost frequencies

In the footsteps in the melody of the mess.

Asked myself a

My life is who is broken.

Let me waste of youth in the ancient city in

Yì Màn wen the dance " 2016 2 7

Translated from Chinese

New years Day

REFLECTION

Poetry