雪裏孤梅

Winter’s plum tree silently stands in snow,

Shards of pale sky his leaves, rough wind his bloom.

His roots are mired in many years’ gloom,

The bare branches still fearlessly aglow.

He is ancient, though his strength undying

Burns bright ‘midst a world so bitterly cold.

From hidden youth leap flowers fiery gold,

Living forevermore through years flying.

Warrior of dragon heart and tiger bones

Guarded world of light throughout the ages.

Praise his soldier’s hands and heart of sages!

His strength dissolv’d even the hardiest stones.

In joy and in grief he toil’d without rest,

Like the plum blooms bracing winter tempest.

鳳凰臺上憶吹簫

剪碎浮雲 搖開風雨

一株雪裏孤梅

似水流年裏 恒永光輝

落落疏枝徑自

迎風起 聲動如雷

冬寒處

花繁更勝 四月芳菲

恢恢！

雲端海底 英雄自翺翔

振翅騰飛

虎骨龍心依舊

無所謂 多少傷悲

一如那

寒梅傲雪 喚轉春暉

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