The Re-imagined‧重組想像的

/ Sabina Sun (02/05/2008)

When cheery blossoms,

The wind blows brightly,

When the hope sprouts,

The sons of tulips smile merrily,

When the red river flows,

The blue fishes and green fruits start to sing,

When the colorful seaweeds swing under the ocean,

All the lovely dolphins could hold and kiss each other

Tell me, friends, is our spring coming?

Is it coming? After the inevitable cold war

Tell me, are we standing on the hip and hot Promised Land?

After the impossible return for all the believed travelers