Вот годы, как птицы летят в небеса

Вот годы, как птицы, летят в небеса,
Объятья лазури легки!
А, помнишь, когда-то у этой реки,
Звучали друзей голоса...
 
Звучали надежды и светлая грусть,
И юности звонкий задор,
И, вспененный майским цветеньем простор, 
Вливался поэзией в пульс.
 
А нынче беззвучно плывут облака,
Прошедшее кажется сном...
И только о ком-то далёком, родном
Тихонько вздыхает река.


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So beautiful poem .
In addition ,Thanks for your answers. I will respect your privacy. In any case, your art is very beautiful, all of them will be the treasures.
And,another thing, Could l become a friend to you?
I will be glad of making friend with you!

Свет Божий Ангел   02.06.2014 14:45     Заявить о нарушении
I understand what you mean, I understand that friendship is the fate of the arrangement. Perhaps, I was only a child, but I am looking forward to your dreamy beauty of life, China is a newly developed countries, people every day in the secular pursuit and desire struggling, we very little has begun the competition. For us, peace of mind is very expensive. But I'm your art to see this calm. Life in the vanity of the Beijing 18 years, first time saw a beautiful world: your song, your poem, you and the children together in a serene, touched me deeply. Perhaps cultural differences, in Chinese, "be friends" can be very simple, no matter what, I want to thank you, thank you for your beautiful art, thank them for my peace of mind.

Свет Божий Ангел   12.06.2014 06:08   Заявить о нарушении
Sorry, I do not care to occupy your reply before, I'm very sorry.

Свет Божий Ангел   12.06.2014 06:12   Заявить о нарушении