Survival not only reflects the sky.
Surround weeping willows and Chinese milk vetch
Draw me clean.
I walked along the roots to the veins.
It's not sad to die for me.
I expressed myself.
I got my life.
My happiness is the happiness of sunshine.
It was short-lived, but it left an immortal creation.
In the eyes of children
Light a small golden fire
In the germ of the seed
Singing green songs
I am simple and rich.
So I deeply
My sadness is the sadness of migratory birds.
Only spring understands this love.
Endure all difficulties and failures.
Fly to a warm and bright future forever.
Ah, bleeding wings
Write a complete poem
Go deep into everyone's heart
Enter all ages
All my feelings
It is a gift from the land.