"Hope"
Friends of Dreams
Sisters of Imagination
It was originally my own shadow
But Always walking in front of you
As invisible as light
As unstable as wind
There is always a distance between her and you
Like birds outside the window
Like clouds in the sky
Like butterflies by the river
Cunning and beautiful
If you go up, she will fly
If you ignore her, she will chase you away
She will always be with you
Until you stop breathing
"I Love This Land" Ai Qing
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This The land battered by storms,
This river of sorrow and anger that forever surges with us,
This angry wind that blows endlessly,
And the extremely gentle dawn from the forest...
——Then I died,
Even my feathers rotted in the earth.
Why? There are often tears in my eyes?
Because I love this land deeply...