一颗开花的树

席慕容

如何让你遇见我

在我最美丽的时刻

为这

我已在佛前求了五百年

求佛让我们结一段尘缘

佛于是把我化做一棵树

长在你必经的路旁

阳光下

慎重地开满了花

朵朵都是我前世的盼望

当你走近

请你细听

那颤抖的叶

是我等待的热情

而当你终于无视地走过

在你身后落了一地的

朋友啊

那不是花瓣

那是我凋零的心

A Blossom Tree

By HSI Muren

How can we chance upon each other

At my most beautiful moment?

For this scene, I’ve begged Buddha, 500 years non-stopping,

For the fate we can be interweaving.

Buddha hence changes me into a tree,

Standing by a road you’ll be passing,

Blossoming, discreetly, under the sun

Every flower is my previous life’s yearning.

When you trek near, listen carefully:

The trembling leaves are my longing passion.

But you pass; you pass carelessly, Leave,

Behind you, the tree that’s shedding.

Dear, the shedding are not petals at all,

But my heart, my withered heart, crying!