In the early morning, I startle awake for you.
In the late of night, I stay awake for you.
Does your silence come from not understanding,
Or from understanding too well?

Your silence
is like the night of time,
I endured the cold night with hopes,
Yet the dawn never arrives.

In the cycle of dark nights,
I missed the moments of hope again and again.
Why such torment?
Why not utter your final words, even at death’s door?

Dear mailbox,
I have journeyed a long way with you,
Woken up for you, and passed countless sleepless nights because of you,
But I shall no longer be infatuated with you.

At the end of night,
I shall ride forth and leave you behind.
I shall chase the racing shadow of the moon,
To find the dawn of freedom.

16 December 2023 in London. No any update from PhD application

清晨，我为你惊醒
夜深，我为你难眠。
你默不作声是因为不了解，
还是因为了解而默不作声？

你的沉默，
就像时间的黑夜
一次次希望熬过冷寂的夜晚
可日出却没有来临

在黑夜的轮回里，
我一次次与盼望的时刻失之交臂
为何要如此折磨？
为何将死也不说出你的遗言？

亲爱的邮箱啊，
我已为你征程四野
为你惊醒，为你难眠。
但我终将不再为你痴情

在夜的最后，
我将踏马前行。
追逐月亮奔走的影子，
去寻找自由的黎明。

2023年12月16日于伦敦。PhD申请没有消息。