I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow—
In my dream,
In the light waves of dreams.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow—
In my dream,
Her tenderness, my intoxication.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow—
In my dream,
Sweetness is the brilliance of dreams.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow—
In my dream,
Her ingratitude, my sadness.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow—
In my dream,
Heartbroken in the sadness of dreams!
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow—
In my dream,
Hazy is the light in a dream.
Guichuan's "Butterfly Drinks Wind"
It's on the crisp heart leaves.
Keep a silkworm
then
Enjoy the gentle erosion pain
Or a windy dream in the afternoon
knitmesh
wait for
Wings that travel through time are rushing in.