微涼

The campus is full of spring trees，

Some hands under the trees， the wind’s I guess，

Scatter the light of thousands of spring beauties.

Petals stained with pink veins， bloom for us.

We sit among them， as if we were painted

By an Impressionist.

學(xué)校里，滿園春樹(shù)，

樹(shù)下有些無(wú)形的手，我猜那是風(fēng)的，

將數(shù)千春之美的光芒撩撥四散。

花瓣點(diǎn)綴著粉色脈絡(luò)，競(jìng)相開(kāi)放。

花朵擁簇下，我們仿佛

置身于一幅印象派畫(huà)作之中。