海 外 头 条总 编   火 凤  凰  （海外）

海外头条总编审   王 在 军   （中国）

海外头条副编审 Wendy温迪（英国）

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作者简介：

李华（Leanne li）记者，诗人，老师，传媒策划人，专栏作家。著有”泰晤士河畔的低语”系列英文诗集。无论这个世界是深沉还是阳光灿烂，享受用LEANNE视线来感知和聆听每一个您的声音。

About the poet

Hua Li ( Leanne Li), born in China, is a poet, lecturer, journalist and column writer. Her English work including “ The Whispers of Thames”. She enjoys pursuing her dream discovering the world.

24/04/2025 诗歌 我喜欢

I Like

Leanne Li 李华

I like seeing your smile—

not just for how it lights the room,

but for how it softens the whole world.

It floats like the purest cloud

in a sky so blue it forgets to be heavy.

And somewhere inside me,

that smile settles—

deep, quiet, eternal.

If morning arrived in hush and haze,

I’d wait for just one glimpse of you—

your hair falling softly,

like night still lingering in the arms of day.

And if I passed your window,

I’d catch a sliver of sunlight,

the gentlest gold I could find,

and place it carefully in your room—

not to wake you,

but to remind you

how much light I want you to carry.

I imagine your words don’t just speak—

they move.

They rise like warmth through a cracked window,

escaping into the bustling world,

carrying with them the heartbeat of your wonder,

the rhythm of your thoughts,

the poetry you don’t always know you’re writing.

They wander far—

through streets and skies—

and wherever they land,

they bloom.

Just like the words you shared with me spontaneously.

Don’t believe me? Then come—

open the door at anytime.

Let your footsteps echo like springtime itself,

a season unfolding with each step you take.

Your walk, a song; Your breath, a melody.

And somewhere in the quiet—

my soul plays its saxophone,

soft and low, only for you.

Your sails would rise without your asking.

The breeze would find you.

And if you heard seagulls crying,

waves crashing in rhythm with your pulse—

know this: that is my music,

woven from longing, whispered into the sea,

just for you to hear.

Listen closely—there are roses,

planted gently in the corners only for you.

Their petals blush pink,

holding pearls of morning dew—

a fragrance I promised you

before you even knew to ask.

It carries the scent

of everything you hope to be,

and everything you already are.

And I—

I would light the brightest stars,

scatter them across the quietest skies,

so that your every dance like by the sea

could glide freely over the deep blue

I call my heart.

Let me see you in white—

not because it’s soft,

but because it’s strong.

A lotus blooming in the stillest water,

born of depth, carrying a silence

more powerful than words.

And let me see you in red—

a gown of fire and feeling, trailing the stars,

gathering the moon, moving like a dream

that remembers how to soar.

And me? Let me be the sky above you.

Not just the one you look up to,

but the one that inspire you

when you forget how high you can rise.

Let me be the blue

you’ve always searched for—

the one that waits without asking,

that gives without end.

Let your poems rise. Let them echo past the clouds,

past the clock hands, into the heart of everything.

And if a meteor crosses

the lake of your heart— don’t be afraid.

It’s not falling; It’s arriving.

A rose set aflame, sent from me to you.

Because expecting you to be perfect—

believing in you to be the best —

writing this for you... is already enough. And still,

somehow, never will be.

我喜欢

Leanne li  李华

我喜欢看到你的笑

如那蓝天里最洁白的云彩 飘扬

飘扬在我的心灵深处  如果

这是清晨 我定希望看到

看到你的长发低垂 那时如果

如果我经过你的户外 我定

定携一缕最轻柔的阳光 洒在你的室内

我想你的文字定跳跃

顺着窗户的缝隙挤进车水马龙里

载着你去看那满世界的风景

不信 如果正午 打开门 你的脚步定踏响春天

在我的世界里悠扬萨克斯风

那时 你的风帆定启航 顺着海风逍游

如果有海鸥  有浪花 那定是我的琴声 只为你

你竖起耳朵听 那里有我种的玫瑰

粉色的花瓣 有着露珠 那是我许你的香水

我愿意在海的那边 燃起最亮的星辰

让你的舞姿动人的柔美 翩翩在我的蓝色海洋里

呵 我愿意看到你着一身白色的裙装

如水莲花般有着纯 有着满世界的芬芳

我也愿意看到你有着红色飘逸长裙

载着星星 载着月亮 在我的世界游走

我愿意成为你的那片一抬头就能仰望的高空

无关黑夜间或晴天

我都会拥有你喜欢的那恰到好处的蓝

让你的诗歌响彻宇宙 如果 流星雨划过你的心湖

那定是我赐予你的玫瑰