Puppet is about Taoism.
Leaning against the changing ceiling
Wearing a crimson vest
Some antelopes secretly expressed their respect.
My uterus has no door.
Anyone can come in and out freely.
So,
I can look down at the uterus.
There is a storm. After the storm, it will clear up.
The puppet is still praying.
Lift up a crimson vest.
hope
Endless hope
Just like my mood now.
Rain or shine.
Neither.
Stop my progress
Everything recovers in spring.
Grass crawled out of the ground.
Let go of unhappy things.
at present
Spring is just the time.
young heart
Full of hope, full of fantasy