I’ve always wanted a moment 　 to recall the past　 　Joy it may be. 　 Misery it may be.　 I’ve always dreamt of a golden palace　 It goes on shining for ever　 with charming prince　 and gorgeous princess　 Then these dreams flicker. Swish-　 Gone. Dissolve in this solvent of desire　 Slowly, tenderly, fades away.　 Emptiness.　 Lost it in the winds.　 It flows, like our soul.　 Motionless and cold.　 If fire be red, and snow be white　 If love be red, and plain be white.　 All we are trying to do is to-　 Spread some tints of red into our world.　　

作者：中國北京三帆中學