好久没啥记录了，玩笑间歪译了6世达赖的诗，记录一下

That Day
I closed my eyes sitting in the frangrant odor in the temple
Suddendly , I heard your voice among the Brahma voice

That Night
I listened to the Brahma voice for whole night
Not for comprehension
Only for looking for your breath

That Month
I swayed all the prayer wheels
Not for releasing souls from purgatory
Only for touching your fingers

That Year
I crawled on all fours in the mountain
Not for God's summons
Only for feeling your warm

That whole life
I circled between mountains, rivers and topes
Not for the beyond
Only for meeting you on the road

日
阶前香雾绕堂回
闭眼停杯
闭眼停杯
乍有梵音入梦来

夜
竟夜卧听僧语
非空非色梵天
休将憔悴诉流年
如觅如寻如见

月
腹有经书万卷多
依然斯事最折磨
指间犹记凉如水
不似青灯与古佛

年
......

一生
河边林树绕山隈
几世繁华几劫灰
非为来生相执手
同船已是足修为