Text/Xiao Zhaojun (Wuhan)
I choose to sleep outdoors.
Communicate equally with subtle life.
I choose to leave the secular house.
With an empty heart.
Put those feelings
I choose to find my own way.
Inner identity
I choose those abandoned flowers.
I know its beauty.
I choose to walk slowly.
Don't chase hard
I choose to stay away from wealth.
Suppress one's desires
I choose to give up my strength.
Follow your conscience.
I choose the simple and persistent road, and I choose to be taciturn.
Just for a moonlit night
I choose to stay away from noise.
I choose quiet and natural.
I choose seasonal changes.
I choose every frame of scenery.
I choose peace of mind that does not dispute water.
I choose to be naive and kind forever.
I choose the robbery that should come and accept it gladly.
Keep silent about the cause and effect.
I choose all suffering as the truth of life.
I choose my own life.
This is not someone else's.
Changting Waigudaobian
I choose to be alone with you.
Blue sky and yellow leaf land
I choose deep and distant feelings.
Pick up an autumn leaf
Waiting for dusk alone
The cold wind of winter night
Stay awake alone.
I choose honesty.
Everything must be true.
I choose sympathy.
Love and hate dispersed with the wind.
I chose a different path.
I choose this life and the afterlife that are not polluted by the past.