A Blooming Tree ——by Xi Murong 一顆開花的樹 ——席慕容 May?Buddha?let us meet in my most beautiful hours, I have prayed for it for five hundred years. Buddha made me a tree By the path you may take. In full blossoms I'm waiting in the sun Every flower carrying my?previous?hope. As you are near, Listen carefully The?quivering?leaves are my waiting zeal, As you pass by the tree without noticing me. My friend, Upon the ground behind you Is not the fallen?petals But my?withered?heart. 如何讓你遇見我在我最美麗的時(shí)刻 為這我已在佛前求了五百年 求佛讓我們結(jié)下一段塵緣 佛于是把我化做一棵樹 長在你必經(jīng)的路旁 陽光下慎重地開滿了花 朵朵都是我前世的盼望 當(dāng)你走近 請你細(xì)聽 那顫抖的葉是我等待的熱情 而當(dāng)你終于無視地走過 在你身后落了一地的 朋友啊 那不是花瓣 那是我凋零的心