Play Violin, Write Poetry And Love My Own Woman Poem by Feipeng Shang

Play Violin, Write Poetry And Love My Own Woman

Rating: 5.0


Translated by Yiyan HAN (c)
2008-03-15 (last modified 2017-10-22)


This spring, on a snow-swirling day
I looked for you through downtown
You greeted me with a smile
As dazzling as a bright sky
Like blooming flowers swaying in the wind

A flight of steps, covered with dewdrops
Are where lovers embraced last night
Now it's still moving, and in a seemingly peaceful scene
Extraordinary events often take place

I do regret that a young woman like you
Often brushes past me
I'm a sinner towards beauty
Lack of patience to grow flowers and grass

I know my heart is so big
That it'd hold grassland and sky
I know, but I don't know
If there's a direction in my future life
I'm a happy man as long as I can see you

I'm an unrealistic person, and a coward
I spend my whole life fantasizing about the world
One sentence can summarize my existence-
Play violin, write poetry and love my own woman
My life is nothing more, nothing less

Play Violin, Write Poetry And Love My Own Woman
Monday, October 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love,love and dreams,love and friendship,love and life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Translation of a poem written in Chinese, as shown in the image
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Michael Walker 17 April 2018

I am taken by the way in which you encapsulate your life: 'play violin, write poetry and love my own woman'. You have prioritized your life very neatly, succinctly. I agree with your ideas.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 05 January 2018

If you don't wish to compose, play the violin and be loyal to one woman: yours. Most men oftentimes look at their neighbours wives, ha ha but stick to the own woman.This is truly what a man concerns, but happy if there are exceptionals, like the poet here. Excellent view on life and love. Again learned something more now. A ten and much much more Vote.

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Feipeng Shang 05 January 2018

En most men have the grass is greener syndrome. Perhaps just perhaps that's where the inspiration comes from...ha ha

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 13 November 2017

One sentence can summarize my existence- Play violin, write poetry and love my own woman My life is nothing more, nothing less All these combined - violin, poetry and love is a lot. What more does one want? I would say a wonderful existence! A full 10 for the poem and the translation.

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Feipeng Shang 13 November 2017

Many thanks. A poet lives for composing poems ;)

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Dr Dillip K Swain 27 October 2017

An amazing piece of work is shared..10

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Feipeng Shang 29 October 2017

Thanks for your encouraging words :)

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