1, Tomb-Sweeping Day
Feeling a little desolate, piccolo playing opposite Ma Touqin, the hustle and bustle of the city can't hide the yearning for the desert, and things are just old dreams that people can't arouse. I believe that the deceased relatives are still safe, because missing is an immortal force in the blood! There will be an endless stream of feelings captured by words, and you will be as pious as me.
I feel a little sad, the flute is constantly released at night, and the prosperity of the city can't hide my thoughts of you. The mood as light as chrysanthemum is just a faint fragrance. I believe that the deceased relatives are still safe, because missing is an immortal force in the blood!
2. Tomb-Sweeping Day
Rain from all directions found its way home. Countless grasses did their best to lift the heavy hills. The voice of the grey sparrow hooked the vast countryside and was gently picked by the wind. My parents in Lihua are younger than me. How many years have passed, and they haven't changed the way I was born.
The air in April smells of glutinous rice and bamboo leaves. Hunger can make people feel trance for a moment. Gray butterflies fly over the grave, and I like them flying around me happily. It would be nice to see wild beans wrapped around the neck of the wheat field and unwilling to let go. I have lived another spring on earth in secret. Let the ancestors in.