I sat in the garden by the sea and felt very angry.
The shepherd who thought of my thoughts,
There are no pedestrians on the ground,
I only see stars.
Close to my beautiful shepherd,
My heart is quiet and warm,
As if I were guiding myself in the passage of the universe,
So I went back to my lost youth,
Ah, the faun kissed me with his life,
Even if you walk on the peak of the world's suffering and the blade of an axe,
I will also find the ideal door.
Ah, my faun is a little sleepy,
However, as long as we are together, we feel infinite happiness.
When the storm struck, we also staged an emotional feast without anger and resentment.
It's like riding a colorful Che Yun on a smooth road.
We live a mysterious seclusion, but we are never bored.
Ah, I will always be with my shepherd,
Don't leave her for a moment,
We grow old together, depend on each other and accept the tragic fate.
Travel in the mountains
I walked in the mountains and streams,
Trying to find its origin,
The twists and turns of running make it go further in sadness.
My eyes are timid and lingering, swaying,
You passed through my painful comfort,
Through the deep sleep of resentment.
Ah, flowers are boundless,
The sky is endless,
Everything can't be appreciated or spoken,
I waded through the raging water and didn't know how to get back.
My heart only hangs on the steep cliff,
When will the hopeless heart surpass the nine-day cloud?
The bells are scattered in the ancient forest.
Monks are watching ancient warp knitting in the temple.
Ah, space. When will you understand your life?
The stubborn mountain is a bit ugly,
Poor soil is still growing,
My old age and I trudged in rivers and lakes,
The grass is vast and the sky is gray. When will your eyes get tired?
abstract
The mouth of the dead kisses your brain, let
You don't feel the greatness of death
At this moment, I feel that I have been abstracted into a grass.
Abstract as a piece of wood or a tree, or
A small piece of air, a grain of rice.
The head of a lonely little insect
And poor body. I might
Abstract into a grain of sand that has been suppressed for a long time or
A voice oppressed by long-term suffocation and eternal words.
I am abstracted into a roaring sea and a dead sea.
Ah, I am abstracted into the sum of all things in the world.
The tragic reality of Vientiane and injustice rules the world.
Oh, I am abstracted as a kind of thunderbolt and lightning.
For all the injustice in every corner!
Oh, I endure all physical disasters.
The wind of sadness and crying and the wave of rudeness in the dark. ......