1. Those silk threads in the Qingming rain are densely woven and sad. I can't see the restless soul walking. Black sleep and dusk live here. The rain is full of tears, and the wine is fragrant and solemn, so that ancestors can come in. Throw away the water-deficient lightning, don't dodge, don't extricate yourself, think about it.
2. "Under the Loess" is a foreign land, and people with different surnames guess that they must have gone to Elysium. No one came back, closed their eyes, went in to bypass a black funeral and let some tears and confetti float like the wind. People on the loess can't help thinking. Like me, I won't believe that my dear grandmother has passed away. I think she just went to live in a foreign land, spinning and embroidering, and left me delicious food. Far away, care about me, bless me, pray and sing like the virgin.
3. "Until Another Tomb-Sweeping Day" Sunshine or rainy season, flowers or body temperature, thoughts or tears, the deep hiding of smiles, the feelings delivered to distant places, until another kind of attachment, companionship or whispering, standing or facing, remembering or assuming, smiling path, longing for past life, until another cloud, flying or surpassing, walking or running, rotating or following, smiling back, pouring over.