even summer is heap silene
silence is cambridge tonight！
very quietly i take my leave
to seek a dream? just to pole a boat upstream
to where the green grass is more verdant；
or to have the boat fully loaded with starlight
in the gentle wave of cambridge
i would be a water pnt！
that pool uhe shade of elm trees
the golden willows by the riverside
are young brides iting sun；
their refles on the shimmering waves
as quietly as i came here；
gently i flick my sleeves，
not even a wisp of cloud will i bring away
and sing aloud in the splendor of starlight.
but i ot sing aloud
quietness is my farewell music；
hold not water but the rainbow from the sky；
shattered to pieces among the duckweeds
is the sediment of a rainbow－like dream?
always linger in the depth of my heart.
the floati growing in the sludge
sways leisurely uhe water；