海 外 頭 條總 編 火 鳳 凰 （海外）
海外頭條總編審 王 在 軍 （中國(guó)）
海外頭條副編審 Wendy溫迪（英國(guó)）
圖片選自百度
作者簡(jiǎn)介：
李華（Leanne li）記者，詩人，老師，傳媒策劃人，專欄作家。著有”泰晤士河畔的低語”系列英文詩集。無論這個(gè)世界是深沉還是陽光燦爛，享受用LEANNE視線來感知和聆聽每一個(gè)您的聲音。
About the poet
Hua Li ( Leanne Li), born in China, is a poet, lecturer, journalist and column writer. Her English work including “ The Whispers of Thames”. She enjoys pursuing her dream discovering the world.
A Journey in Bloom
By Leanne Li / Hua Li
Beyond these walls, the world is drenched in golden light,
Yet here I sit, fingers pirouetting across the keyboard,
Drifting through an ocean of wisdom, wave by endless wave.
At times, I lift my gaze—my Mac, luminous and alive,
Glows like a beacon in my eyes.
And before I know it, my smile unfurls its wings,
Spiraling beyond the window, alighting upon a trembling branch.
If a bird should rest there,
Oh, how we would weave a symphony,
A duet spun from feathered whispers and unspoken dreams.
The clock’s quiet heartbeat lingers in my T100,
Its rhythm intertwined with the trembling strings of my soul.
And there, beyond the glass door—you figure,
Graceful as a brushstroke upon time’s canvas.
I imagine—when you push that door open,
You will step into the garden of my verses,
Into my Eden, drenched in the scent of unwritten poems.
The lanterns shimmer,
Their glow reflecting in the sea of my unwoven words—
A window for you, wide as the horizon,
Snowflakes swirling like love letters cast upon the wind.
And in that moment—your smile will ignite,
A firework unfurling in the hush of midnight,
Scattering the universe, summoning every star.
Radiant. Trembling.
Ephemeral as morning dew upon a rose’s breath.
Disbelieve me?
In a breath, time collapses,
Suspended within the hush of blooming petals.
I will unfurl my sails,
And drift—toward the light in your eyes.
I know—your smile is the oxygen
That breathes my flowers into being.
So I will run, run headlong into the warmth of your voice,
Into the hush of your breath.
And if the ocean dares to rise between us,
I will unfurl my poems like a silver bridge,
Spreading verse upon the restless tides,
So the seagulls may dance upon my words,
And the waves may whisper your high expectation for how perfect I should be.
And in that moment—
The sea will shimmer,
And the fish will leap—
To glimpse the breathtaking dream of you.
一路花開
Leanne Li/ Hua Li
戶外有的是光亮
可是我卻在這里敲擊著鍵盤
只為在智慧的海洋中匍匐前進(jìn)
有時(shí)我抬頭望著那欣欣向榮的mac
在我的眼前光亮
禁不住我的微笑飛上窗外的枝頭
如果有小鳥歇息 定能合奏出最美的琴音
時(shí)鐘的滴答聲在我的T100徜徉
我緊扣的心弦正觸及到你的身影
玻璃門的那邊是你的瀟灑
我想你在推開門的一剎那間 定陶醉在我的伊甸園
那彩色燈飾閃耀 那有我的詩歌的海報(bào)
定成為你的一扇窗 如雪花飛舞
在你的身邊飛揚(yáng) 我想此時(shí)你的微笑定是夜空升起的煙花
震撼整個(gè)宇宙 收獲所有的繁星 燦爛輝煌 又尤如朝露
不信 霎那間 空氣凝固 凝固在那玫瑰花的芬芳里
我要打開我的起航的風(fēng)帆
在你的目光里啟航
我想你的微笑定成為我一路花開的氧氣
我要飛奔 飛奔在你的溫暖 你的氣息里
如果有大海我會(huì)將我的詩歌鋪平整個(gè)海面
讓海鷗悠閑的煽動(dòng)翅膀 聆聽海浪的溫柔 如同你的低語
我想那時(shí)
波光粼粼 魚兒定會(huì)跳出海面
一睹那醉人的有你的風(fēng)景
I Just Want to Say—Thank You
Hua Li/Leanne Li
I just want to say—thank you.
Don’t believe me?
Then tell me why, outside my window,
The world spills in a cascade of color,
Yet I bring my BMW to a quiet halt by the highway,
Turn on my book Mac, tapping out verses
That rise like embers into the night.
No matter how many cars streak past,
No matter the restless symphony of horns behind me—
All I long for is a space,
Where my soul can dance upon the keys.
If only a piano lay before me now,
I would awaken all eighty-eight keys,
Letting black and white weave their waltz,
High notes kissing the depths of low,
Resonating like a lover’s sigh.
Perhaps, in that moment, I would sing—
Just as when, beneath a sky heavy with stars,
I locked away my T100,
Only to turn and glimpse you—
A fleeting moment, yet infinite in its echo.
Like night and day, forever in pursuit,
Yet destined to brush fingertips where the sun and moon entwine.
Like mountain streams whispering to the wind,
Like echoes that linger long after sound has gone.
Even if Tagore awoke from his eternal slumber,
He would no longer sigh in longing,
For tonight, poetry would be born again.
The wind still howls beyond my glass walls,
But I—
I will open one window, two, three—no,
I will press a single button,
Let the convertible roof slip away,
Let the sun rush in,
Let birdsong chase winter’s sorrow from every corner of my life.
And then, like a vow carried upon the wind,
A messenger dove will find its way,
Perching upon the quiet curve of my wheel.
A rose—deep, intoxicating, steeped in Lanc?me Id?le,
Yet kissed with the whisper of Dior J’adore—
Will race through the music, chasing the wind, chasing you.
And within its petals, your smile will bloom—
A firework bursting into the canvas of night,
The fiercest, most untamed rainbow of 2025,
Suspended just beyond my window.
And my poetry—
It will drift upon the Thames like a lover’s sigh,
While a shooting star blazes across my sky.
I just want to say—
Thank you.
我想說聲 謝謝你
我想說聲謝謝你 不信
為何五彩的繽紛 在我的車外耀眼
我卻讓我的BMW停在高速路邊
打開電腦 敲擊我燃燒的冉冉上升的詩意
無論外面無數(shù)車輛 飛馳而過
無論身后無數(shù)的喇叭聲 我只想尋的一處空間
讓我的靈魂在鍵盤上游走
此時(shí)如果有一架鋼琴 我定讓88個(gè)鍵
黑白交替 高低音共鳴
我會(huì)無比的欣喜 也許我會(huì)高歌
正如當(dāng)我在繁星里 鎖好t100 正逢上你的身影
就這樣偶爾相逢 卻不同的方向
如黑夜與白晝交替 卻也有日月共舞的驚鴻一瞥
如高山流水 空谷回音
即使泰格爾此時(shí)蘇醒 定也不會(huì)再哀嘆
那定有再次的傳世之作
外面依然寒風(fēng)料峭
可我要打開一扇窗 兩扇窗 三扇窗 不
我要按動(dòng)按鈕 讓整個(gè)跑車的窗戶 頂篷全部緩緩打開
陽光傾瀉 鳥兒啼鳴 讓春天擠走所有人生的冬天
這時(shí)信鴿定奔赴而來 在我的方向盤靜候
我的玫瑰定帶著濃郁的 卻有著淡淡的清香
在音樂里直奔你的去處 讓你的微笑在我的玫瑰里
瀟灑成2025年最熾熱的虹
懸掛在我的窗前 我想我的詩歌定會(huì)奔赴泰晤士
讓
流星閃過我的上空
我想說聲謝謝你
換一換
