I saw the light.
Free will in the material world
Like a grain of gravel wet by rain.
Give off a full luster of silver gray.
Send information from one village to another.
Streams flow through our bodies.
Be scooped up by the hand of matter
How bright the sky is, and there are poems
Also singing loudly in this material world.
I am humming a cheerful song.
People who praise the sky and enjoy life.
Several white locust trees stretch out in the shade.
Hidden paddy field
When I walked past them,
You can clearly hear their heart-to-heart conversation.
A happy face is covered with sweat.
I saw their faces.
Because the surface is white and beautiful.
And become a bright place where the sun lives in seclusion.
This is a celebration of freedom.