This poem does not criticize Haizi’s ideas, but only understands life and nothingness from an extreme perspective. Poetry is the ultimate, and poets pursue the ultimate. The ultimate may seem beautiful, but it has the shadow of extremes, which are full of pain and loneliness.
Human life is short, and it may not even be counted as a moment, and when I face the ultimate and the present, how should I balance and position myself between the two...
"Facing the Sea, Facing Death" and live"
I will not die to life
From now on, I will live to die
I will not feed horses or chop firewood
I will not easily cross the boundary of life and death because of food and vegetables
Facing the sea
But now that I think about it, I was so stupid in the first half of my life
Treat the indifference and cruelty of reality as an appendage of nothingness
Forcing the nothingness after death to the living present
And the fetters between ideals and reality
This is not life’s fault
Nor is it the suffering that family love should bear
Poet, he is a child of the soul
But he became Slave of the world
Poet, you have betrayed your soul
But you deceive yourself into concentrating on the shadow of your soul
And I, in order to despise the future
And the nothingness of the past
I will stare at it, appreciate it, and play with it
Because of it, my current life has meaning
Someone For a moment, when I am about to leave
I will face the air and breathe deeply
Feel the coolness passing through my mouth, throat and internal organs
Feel my heart beating, Jump, jump, jump