My silence rang Miller's late bell on the wall,
The holy one who rode on a donkey to Jerusalem has not returned yet.
Ignore the sly look of that lamp,
Please tell me: Who lit the first match?
2 road
Wheels, horseshoes, flashing horns, hunting flags,
The will not tired is forward.
Why complain about innocent shoes?
You ah! A burnt-out torch dried the fish in the pond.
3 expectation
Every silver raindrop is a beating word,
Crazy lightning is the headline of a group of people.
Wake up from the threshold of the night and turn off the black cat of dreams.
Listen to the rolling thunder and report the sunshine news for me.
Four clouds
Don't walk in my blue sky again
My pigeon once told you: I am not a believer in art gallery school.
See how I abuse the queen with a pencil sharpener,
You will understand that this season should make the fruit ripen quickly.
5 summer
White heat. White heat. The voice of the pioneer.
Falling. Falling. The weight of blood clan love.
When the phoenix flies into the blazing fire,
Why, I have to sleep in the shade of the cross to enjoy the cool.