When April is over
Blossoming are the phoenix flowers
Comes May
I will show you, my lover.


I had dreamed before
We would encounter with each other in southwest
And finally there you are
Where our youth started


The old trees are spurting agglomerate of green
In the campus
Camphor and magnolia are whispering


I make up my mind
And will not let inertia and time decide my fate
For with you I am so delighted
And we will share misery and melancholy till we are dead


Sometimes we are just like kids
With curiosity in our minds
Hand in hand, we are going to explore this world
During other times
We are independent man and women
And have mercy on humankind.


Chunyan Li

31th May 2016