港湾与帆

小时候，妈妈是港湾
我的童心，是一张白帆
总在幻想，飘出很远很远

如今，我的白帆
已被岁月染成棕色
那温柔的港湾
早已沉入雾里的地平线
但是，只要心中怀着
那温柔的港湾的呼唤
我的帆呵，就会鼓满
青春的活力，乘风破浪
奋力驶向彼岸

THE BAY AND CANVAS

In my childbood, mom was the bay
My heart, was the canvas
With many dreams, floated far away

Now, my white canvas
Times dyed it in brown
The tender bay
Disappeared on earth in fog
But, if only I can hear
The calling of the tender bay
My canvas, will be full of
Energy of youth, braving the wind and waves
Hardly shipping to the other shore