爱情诗一首

I remembered that is wonderful as soon as flickers: Appeared you inminefront, Somelike appears briefly fantasy, Has like the chaste America'sangel. In that hopelesssadsuffering, Makes noise in that in ostentatious lifepuzzle, Nearby my ear for alongtime is making asoundyour gentlesound, I also see your lovable beautiful figure in thesleep. Many years have passed by,stormsmile Has scattered the formerdaysdream, Thereupon I have put behind your gentle sound, Also has your that angel resembles the beautiful figure. In the remote place, in the gloomy lifewhichimprisons, My daysuchcalmly dissipates, The insincere person,doesnot have thepoemthe inspiration, Without thetear, does not have the life, also does not havethe love. Now themindstarts to regain consciousness: By now has reappeared in front of me you, Has illusory image which like appears briefly, Has like the chaste America's angel. Myheartin is wild withjoyjumps, In heart all reregain consciousness, Had the sincere person, had the poem inspiration, Had the life, had the tear, also had the love. 我记得那美妙的一瞬： 在我的面前出现了你， 有如昙花一现的幻想， 有如纯洁之美的天仙。 在那无望的忧愁的折磨中， 在那喧闹的浮华生活的困扰中， 我的耳边长久地响着你温柔的声音， 我还在睡梦中见到你可爱的倩影。 许多年过去了，暴风骤雨般的微笑 驱散了往日的梦想， 于是我忘却了你温柔的声音， 还有你那天仙似的的倩影。 在穷乡僻壤，在囚禁的阴暗生活中， 我的日子就那样静静地消逝， 没有倾心的人，没有诗的灵感， 没有眼泪，没有生命，也没有爱情。 如今心灵以开始苏醒： 这时在我面前又重新出现了你， 有如昙花一现的幻影， 有如纯洁之美的天仙。 我的心在狂喜中跳跃， 心中的一切又重新苏醒， 有了倾心的人，有了诗的灵感， 有了生命，有了眼泪，也有了爱情。