In the reflection of azure I glimpsed the dawn's misty light Millions of dewdrops, lost their way deep in that blue, ever so bright
Ignite that gaze, set it alight? Oh, if only I could, with all that sunny delight Yet, slowly melted myself into the silky winds humming its tune, tears in my sight
Out of the mist, a flash of white raced at its full speed of might 100 miles… where are you going to turn, Dear? left or right?
（ Note: the flash of white -- a new white racing car）
====================================================== Blasting Point (Conversation about a Bridge)
Spanning the valley, it stands graceful frame, with arches grand simple lines, yet a sight so bold but within, a secret told.
The most beautiful bridge though it has a blasting point “wish I didn't know” “wish it never explode” I'd surely erase the point since you said so.
A bridge of spirit with thoughts that twinkle and bind linked you and me with a beautiful mind, pure and kind
Wonder if it has a blasting point that could break our hold? “no angle to drill the whole” “no point to split our soul” I'll cherish it forever, the bridge of spirit, since you said so.
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Note： blashing point, or explosion point (爆破点) -- in the mechanics of explosion（爆炸力学）, every building/bridge/ or any construction, at the time they were built, some explosion points were built in with very accurate calculations on the position/angle/...
Flash of White
In the reflection of azure
I glimpsed the dawn's misty light
Millions of dewdrops, lost their way
deep in that blue, ever so bright
Ignite that gaze, set it alight?
Oh, if only I could, with all that sunny delight
Yet, slowly melted myself into the silky winds
humming its tune, tears in my sight
Out of the mist, a flash of white
raced at its full speed of might
100 miles… where are you going to turn, Dear?
left or right?
（ Note: the flash of white -- a new white racing car）
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Blasting Point (Conversation about a Bridge)
Spanning the valley, it stands
graceful frame, with arches grand
simple lines, yet a sight so bold
but within, a secret told.
The most beautiful bridge
though it has a blasting point
“wish I didn't know”
“wish it never explode”
I'd surely erase the point since you said so.
A bridge of spirit
with thoughts that twinkle and bind
linked you and me
with a beautiful mind, pure and kind
Wonder if it has a blasting point
that could break our hold?
“no angle to drill the whole”
“no point to split our soul”
I'll cherish it forever, the bridge of spirit, since you said so.
----------
Note： blashing point, or explosion point (爆破点) -- in the mechanics of explosion（爆炸力学）, every building/bridge/ or any construction, at the time they were built, some explosion points were built in with very accurate calculations on the position/angle/...
could be "twin bridge" -- one in reality, the other in spirit -- thinking of the explosion points ~~~~~