I am a grass in Tang poetry,
I am a grass in Song Ci,
I've heard many legends,
I have brushed a lot of clouds.
The wind of war taught me to pursue freedom,
I will embrace the ideal upward;
The spring rain taught me to moisten things quietly,
I will always pay silently;
Keywords verse, neologism,
Give me a beautiful heart;
All the way to the border, it rained in the south of the Yangtze River.
Casting my broad mind;
I hugged—
Blue sky and the open sea,
In me, ideals, dedication and blood,
Close, close combination.
I am a part of poetry, a part of painting,
I and the United States are a whole and inseparable;
I belong to the past, to the future,
I long for all the roles,
It has become the carrier of our complaints.