Lilies and jasmines surge up on the crest of the waves of light .

百合和茉莉在光的波峰上汹涌澎湃。

Yet my memory is still sweet with the first white jasmines that I held in my hand when I was a child .

但我想起孩提时第一次捧在手里的白茉莉，心里充满着甜蜜的回忆。