鬱金香，大家都只會想到荷蘭。其實，加拿大溫哥華的春天，是鬱金香的季節，這幾天，看到院子裡的鬱金香都發芽了，好有春天的氣息。謹以此文，邀請親愛的朋友們，有空春天來加拿大賞鬱金香吧！
A happy breath provokes my sense of smell.
I am standing in the middle of fragrant tulips field.
It makes me very comfortable when the cool breeze blows.
My naked toes are receiving a baptism of mud.
At this moment, I am the happiest girl in the world.
At this moment, I think nature is too beautiful to describe.
Purple petals make me be touched want to cry.
The crystal-clear tears moisten this fertile earth.
I kneel down and thank the creator’s power.
The high and upright stems look like their lofty and unyielding character.
It’s the reason that I love tulip so much,
because they never surrender to the environment.
There is a sensation like music in my brain.
Like an old romantic song about lovers.
I begin to moan this pleasant Taiwanese ditty.
It seems to happen in my dream.
My lover moves towards me.
He is holding a large bunch of tulips in this large field.
In this way, we are looking at each other without saying anything.
Silence is like being eternal.
I read the infinity from his eyes.
It’s enough!
It’s enough!
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
一篇網友轉寄的笑話，蠻有意思的，跟大家分享
黑人的幽默
這篇英文短詩來自網路電子信件，南非黑白種族隔離政策曾讓非洲原住民黑人遭到許多不平等的待遇，而本詩作者即以天生膚色的差異，來表達心中的不滿與無奈。
Dear white, something you got to know.
親愛的白種人，有幾件事你必須知道。
When I was born, I was black.
當我出生時，我是黑色的
When I grow up, I am black.
我長大了，我是黑色的
When I’m under the sun, I’m black.
我在陽光下，我是黑色的
When I’m cold, I’m black.
我寒冷時，我是黑色的
When I’m afraid, I’m black.
我害怕時，我是黑色的
When I’m sick, I’m black.
我生病了，我是黑色的
When I die, I’m still black.
當我死了，我仍是黑色的。
You---white people,
而你呢---白人
When you were born, you were pink.
當你出生時，你是粉紅色的
When you grow up, you become white.
你長大了，變成白色的
You’re red under the sun.
你在陽光下，你是紅色的
You’re blue when you’re cold.
你寒冷時，你是青色的
You are yellow when you’re afraid.
你害怕時，你是黃色的
You’re green when you’re sick.
你生病時，你是綠色的
You’re gray when you die.
當你死時，你是灰色的
And you, call me ” c o l o r ” ?
而你，卻叫我「有色人種」？？？
呵呵呵~~~~~
文章定位：
