"Mirror"
Looking at each other, I saw
So quiet, so thin
Such a persevering person
Resembling me
The corners of the mouth are raised 45 degrees
The one in the mirror smiles very sweetly
The one outside the mirror has tears flowing in In the poem
He will never be able to reveal the truth
"Studio"
A bed with a small table and a notebook on the table
My traditional culture, my Buddhism
My practice, my poetic and artistic conception
They are all laid here
As for, they are all When will it be completed
We need to find someone to cut the ribbon