本帖最後由 鈕祜祿晏書 於 2020-7-10 16:55 編輯
In memory of Yin-lam Chan, Alex Chow and others whose names we may never know
It is a scar, a scar will never go away,
as if a chronic non-healing wound. It is an ailment, an ailment visits us always, as if some tragic ghosts haunting you all the day. Painful, hurt and heartbroken But only the hopelessness and misery unite us.
They will never get old and grow
as we that are left grow old. We all have different ways to go ways to the grave, to the shelter bay and to the eternity. they left us soundlessly and permanently and we can't say our last goodbye. People literally cry for them and the colonial government decries the basic human rights and even not allow us to memorise. our high degree of autonomy does not last. Countless lives scraficed just for the promise made by Deng.
The blossom of white chrysanthemums,
creates a sea of white and mourning. Ordinary, fragrant and courageous symbolic of all Hong Kongers.
In the dawn of a new day, they will be honoured and remembered.
| 
發表於 2020-7-10 16:50:36
發表於 2020-7-10 17:02:06
發表於 2020-7-10 18:00:42