The Wide Sea

     Xu Zhimo            

I don't want the wide sea or the empty sky.
I don't want to make a big paper crane
to fly in the sky to catch the wind in the high sky.

I only want
one minute,
one sunlight,
one gap,

Like a little child
bending over at the window,
staring at the far sky for
one gap,
one sunlight,
one minute.