Tell me, star, your bright wings
Hold your flame high and fly,
In which dark cave?
Did you just fold your wings?
Tell me, moon, you are pale and weak,
Wandering on the road to heaven,
Where do you want to go during the day or at night?
For peace?
Tired wind, you wander aimlessly,
Like a guest banished from this world,
Do you still have a secret lair?
On the tree or on the waves?
2. The philosophy of love:
Spring water always meets rivers,
The river flows into the sea again,
The breeze in the sky always melts.
A sweet feeling;
What is loneliness in the world?
Everything is due to the laws of nature
Will merge into a spirit.
Why are you different from me?
Look at the mountain kissing the blue sky.
The waves also embrace each other;
Who has seen that flowers can't tolerate each other:
Sisters despise brothers?
The sun hugs the earth tightly,
The moonlight kissed the waves;
But what good are these kisses,
If you don't kiss me?
3. To Wordsworth:
Praise the nature poet, you once shed tears,
Seeing the past is gone forever;
The glory of childhood, youth, friendship and first love,
They all disappear like a beautiful dream, which makes you sad.
I also appreciate these. But there is a loss,
Although you understand, only I feel sorry:
You are like a lone star, and its light shines.
A boat, in the waves of winter night;
You used to be like a stone refuge,
Standing in the sea of blind disputes;
In glory and hardship, you sang,
Dedicate your song to that God of truth, only-
Now that you have abandoned these, I feel sorry for you.
Before and after the comparison, I am completely different.