Summer street corner

                          Summer street corner

                                  --------Jesse (Original)

                              New Roman">      （1）

      Standing alone in the street corner, I caught sight of the familiar bicycle riding along, like a camel rattling away without looking sideways. The street was empty, with pink hibiscus petals falling like raindrops.

      Your sharp glance across me scratched my innocent apples of the eyes. Tears welled up, just like resin, and they covered all the distress. An amber just condensed on the lashes.

      Tears, were flowing in the apples of the eyes. before me lay a dry desert.

                                    (2)

      Why? Close friends turn into complete strangers in a wink. you turn away from me desparately. The former aquaintance, melts in the hand like a summer ice-cream.

      Meeting each other by chance in the same schoolyard is nothing but a lot or luck, so you have never grinned broadly. I remember that I once walked along with you across the yard holding the coca-cola bottle in your hand. But at the very moment I felt helplessly lost in the familiar street corner. Once we sat back to back on the school meadow, one pair of eyes looking at the Dipper, while the other pair looking at the Milky Way.but at the very moment the eyes are not willing to meet.

      As friends there should be a certain distance. Yet the distance is a little remote. The two are now at the horizon lines. making one turn means the end of the world. All fades into gray brown like an old photo. Who is to blame? Who is it that presses the button cruelly? The part of two friends is too hard, half-pale and half-weak.

      You make you way far away, taking away the summer noon but leaving me the gray dusk.

      Without you around the summer songs are not unstrainedly romantic any more. There is no one who dates me at the entrance of the school park, ready to gaze at the lonely michelia alba. You play the guitar so sweetly and fluently that the lilac bushes are shaking sweetly to the melodious chords. The oaths we have made blow away with the wind. "See you in Yantai University" is vanishing. I still remembered the scenes when we walked along the avenue with books in the arms. The gray-haired gentleman warned kindly, "Never drag in slippers". you made a broad grin, and then walked onto the brick roads with bare feet.

      Under the plane trees come along beautiful girls and lovely boys, but nobody comes up telling me which is the violet from france.

      The paper crane on the desk is now covered with chalk dust, and the summer days are destined.

                                  (3)

      A mistake misrepresents my heart.

      One late rise at the early morning caused you to be strictly scolded. This is all the cause of the hatred. It is just the mistake that bleached the honest friendship. The teller isn't me, for I haven't learned to betray on friends. Your false guess made me ashamed and blushed. The meanness of you is just like the tail of a house lizard, which drops jumping and dancing, but soon  regrows. I know, sometimes the eye of a needle is big, a little big, while the eyes of a heart can be small, a little small.

      Friendship is gone this way and it is too lonely. a snowfall in the deep summer ices my heart for the whole summer.

      At the street corner, one meeting goes without a greeting. the cold meeting is just one cold summer rain.

                                    (4)

      You say, you like music, and happiness is just like a music-box. "The Destiny Symphony" will never come back without its owner Bethoven. That old song  "Any beer bottles" "酒干倘卖无", after you heard, you say, your ears were shedding tears. Yet you never mention of your parted parents. You are always sad, but your eyesight never scatters. In the eyes of others you never look distressed.

      You say "Never kneel for the sake of love\". Love is lofty and sacred, but it is never an altar. Love had better not appear between friends. friends always means eaqual in the eyes of each other, while love flies high. you say love should be proposed in many years, not in the innocent schoolyard.

      Rain, wets your glasses, and you say it washes away the prejudice, and you can see everyone clearly.

      Snow, covers your lashes, and you say my eyes are too small, so the heaven is offering me a bit of beauty.

      You say, you don't believe Heaven, but Suhang(苏杭). the waterland of Suhang is your paradise. You'll never go to Paris, never to New Zealand, just to Suhang.

      You say, you are ready to turn into a firefly, which doesn't mean to light anything, but to wander about freely like free stars. 

      You go away, out of the biggest diameter of my eyes, without any attachment.

                                   (5)

      I will never compain about you walking out of my sight, but I do hope you can walk steadily across your own wilderness.

      You are so kind and innocent that your eyes are filled with sugar and honey. You always grin broadly with a ray of disrespectful smile, whether in the face of success o failure. You say there is no blind alley in the world unless you are blind yourself. For every trouble, there is always a way out.

      You say, never shed tears in company, for they are pears you bear miserably. You can rest on the shoulders of others, but they will not be warm as the first touch. You hate best betrayal more than anything else. I know the love affection from your single parent doesn't warm you up enough. You go to extremes once in a while although you never have prejudice.

      What is salty is tears, not salt. It is never easy for one to bid farewell to friendship tearfully, only to find the heart an alkaline land. Saying goodbye is a misery, and betraying on friendship is a disaster. Perhaps, friendship is just like a kind of purple-rooted leek, free from the difference it will get green again. When the silent summer flies away, in September, you and I will once again walk across the avenue lined with plane trees, saying and laughing. You walk a little ahead, with me holding the coca-cola bottle in your hand.

                 08-07-15