You stand in the center of the stage.
They're all pushing you to grief.
Someone is playing for you behind the stage.
Some people are dancing to the funeral music behind you.
You are the only one standing in the middle of the stage crying.
The big stage is in the middle of Eurasia.
You stood on the Pamirs and cried.
People came from all directions.
Asians are playing funeral music for you.
Europa people dance to the music.
You are the only one standing there in pain.
You are the most ordinary person in the world.
People will still come after you.
They sing and dance for you.
Help you grieve together.
Until you despair
Until you leave this world
They will disperse in a hubbub.
Mourn for the next person.
Liu Weima
On the yellow land
Six Ma Feng horses usually sail.
Spread out in six directions
A mane like fire
Each of them has his own name.
In the same autumn, I reached the edge of the continent in six directions and sighed at the ocean.
What are six horses running around all their lives like me looking for?
Where will six lonely horses like me meet?
I don't know when one of them will fall into the river and never run again.
I still love their manes like late autumn.
Like a fire rising in Ran Ran on the Pamirs.
Carrying six people to the highlands late at night.
I can have a peaceful dream here.
Mighty High
Qinghai is thousands of miles around, and there are mountains in the sea. Every time it is frozen, this mountain has a good horse. When it is harvested in spring, all horses are pregnant, and the colt is a dragon, which will be different. Tuguhun tasted Persian grass horse and put it into the sea. Because of the birth of a pony, they can travel thousands of miles a day and spread to Qinghai.
-"History of the North, Biography of Tugu Hun"
Sink the sand into the water, and then make a fire on the ice.
I hid in a secret place between water and fire.
Have a secret love affair with a dragon
My anger burns on the ice.
Reflected on the blue ice.
Through the dry pasture
The fire spread in the surrounding mountains.
I lay quietly in the fire on the ice, facing north.
How delicate the moon is on that dragon, especially at night.
I saw Qinghai rushing to the green grassland next spring.
Stepping on the crushed ice, the fire shone above their heads.
The fire came from them and sank into their hearts last year.
Great emotion
The dynasty began in Cangwu Xi and ended in Huxian Garden in the evening.
-Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"
I walked halfway through our lives, but I stepped into a dark forest.
-Dante's Divine Comedy
Korea originated in Asia.
The night in Europa is over.
My wife lives in Kunlun Mountain.
I can only think from a distance.
Starting from hell
Reach heaven
My lover is imprisoned in purgatory.
I can only think from a distance.
I saw you when I was born.
I looked at you when I died.
Where is my love?
People miss it when they reach middle age.
Xining 2009-12-11
Dageng (Longgeng)
Prince blowing sheng, in charge of goose management, called on dragons to plant tobacco and Yao grass.
-Li He's Arabian Nights
We drove the dragon to plow the fields in Eurasia.
We are sowing the seeds of Yao grass.
Sunrise in Asia and sunset in Europe.
The grass didn't grow
We saw the growth of the black dragon.
We are sowing the dragon's teeth.
What grass do we have to sow?
We don't know what will grow.
We ride dragons between the east and the west.
We are in a fierce year when hungry beasts are everywhere.
Xining 2009- 12-6
Large funeral
A huge coffin rests on the Pamirs.
The funeral choir is dancing.
We can't move forward
We parked the coffin on the road.
Both the east and the west are black.
There are no stars in the sky.
We will only fall here and stop moving forward.
Who cares if the color of blood will fade?
This place is empty.
What does it matter who wins or loses?
We put the last black stone on the coffin.
Xining 2009- 1 1-20
scaffold
-1989, universal
The sudden collapse of the north
A scattered horse
They all run south.
We put his head in the Caucasus.
The color of blood will fade.
Spread to the east and the west respectively.
We can't lift this huge coffin.
The funeral procession is very long.
The chorus is dancing on both sides.
We put the black flag of victory on his head.
Xining 2009- 1 1-7