成都

成都
作者：里昂夜读 

What brought me to tears is more than the beer last night. 
What I can’t bear to part with is more than your soft sight. 
I wonder how long our journey will last while you hold my hand tight， 
cuz it troubles me all the time that freedom is too difficult to get.  
We said goodbye in September again and sweet memories put us in plight. 
The green willow twigs once kissed my forehead in that late autumn night.
Years past but I’ve never forgotten you, in that small city rainy and wet. 
Chengdu left me with everything except you, charming and bright.
Please come and let us wander around Chengdu’s old street, 
We won’t cease until all the lamps don’t glow bright. 
Then I might put my hands in pockets while you hold my arm on my right. 
Finally we’ll rest at the doorway of the little bar and see how the Yulin Road stretches out of our sight.