I have known you since I was a teenager.
The meandering water of the Three Rivers,
is your singing and dancing ribbon;
The azure wind of the plateau,
is flowing with you Pure beauty.
Who knew,
The universe is impermanent,
The heaven and the earth are irrational,
A disaster that will cause the heaven and earth to collapse,
It’s spring that turns from warm to cold.
Suddenly,
mountains and rivers shattered,
relatives lost their lives,
the earth cracked,
Your home has been turned into rubble,
The river is pouring out endless sorrow,
The wind is caressing your broken body sadly.
Tears are flying with the snowflakes all over the sky,
Drops of blood have soaked the earth under your feet.
However,
the blood is still flowing,
but you stand up strong;
the tears have not dried yet,
You stand up bravely.
I saw,
an ancient but young face,
looking up at the cold sky,
looking down at the devastation. The earth is full of sight.
You are listening,
Listening to the hurried footsteps of relatives far away;
You are feeling,
Feeling the belated arrival of the season Warmth;
So I know,
You are full of sadness,
but you will not sigh.
If you lose a loved one,
you will not lose your courage.
You don’t need it,
I pray for you;
You don’t need it,
I give you comfort.
Because,
After everything is handed over to the past time and space,
the sky on the plateau will be clear again.
.
The wind is still blue,
The water is still dancing;
And you
will never grow old,
Forever standing.
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