cloud fields

掬一瓢银河的清泉

去灌溉浮云的花田

云田长满了蒲公英

开成了梦的光圈

晚风来时

就抖落无数盏梦的种子

化为流浪的星火

带着点点的希望

飞向遥远

Every cloud is a floating garden

of dandelion

a drifting island of hope

the wandering dream in the boundless ocean

travels afar to the shore of Milky Way

awaiting to be awaken

by the faintest touch of the breeze

of faith

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