Author: Haizi
I want to be a loyal son from afar
And temporary material lovers.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I have to follow the path of martyrs and clowns.
Everyone put out the fire together, and I held it high alone.
This fire blossomed and fell to the sacred motherland.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I spent the long nights of my life with this fire.
This fire is the language of the ancestors, the language of the country, and the language of Liangshan Castle built of stones.
Dream of Dunhuang-the skeleton that will be cold in July.
Such as snow-white firewood and hard snow strips across the mountain.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I threw myself into this fire, and these three just imprisoned me and spit out bright lights.
Ten thousand people will walk through my knife to establish the language of our ancestors.
I am willing to start from scratch.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I'd also like to sit at the bottom of the prison.
Of all God's creations, only I am the most perishable and die at an irresistible rate.
Only food is my treasure.
I held her tightly and held her to have a baby in my hometown.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I would also like to bury myself in the surrounding mountains and watch my quiet home.
Facing the river, I am infinitely ashamed.
I wasted my years and felt very tired.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
Time flies, not a drop of water remains. A horse died.
If I am reborn on the shore of my motherland in a thousand years.
A thousand years later, I once again have rice fields in China and snow-capped mountains in the Zhou Dynasty.
Ma Tian qi ta
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I choose an eternal career.
My job is to be the life of the sun.
Throughout the ages-"Japan"-he is extremely brilliant.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
Finally, it was carried into the immortal sun by the gods at dusk.
The sun is my name.
The sun is my life.
The body of the poem is buried at the top of the sun-the Millennium Kingdom and me.
Riding a 5,000-year-old phoenix and a dragon named Ma-I will fail.
But poetry itself will win the sun.