The original poem written for a good friend.

you and I

Maybe you are a fog.

It pervades the river at dawn.

I am just a blade of grass.

How long does it take you to condense dew?

Maybe you are the fragrant flower of Tatar.

Flowers are blooming on the hillside.

I am just a white cloud.

Far from reflecting your smiling face in early spring

Maybe you came home with a full load.

Happiness lies in a quiet harbor.

I'm just a ray of moonlight

Silently shed the gentlest blessing.