The world has passed, but the heart has not yet reached the sea. Composition

I looked back at China for five thousand years,

I dreamed about the Tang Dynasty and saw the poems left behind;

I stood on the bank of the Yellow River for a moment,

But I saw my mother wandering around the beach in Guixuan;

I opened the century and broke through the shackles,

and understood the boundless wisdom of China;

We are all passers-by in the world of mortals,

We rebel against history just to take a look at you;

In time, we turn into dust,

Nirvana’s annual rings and sheaths can also Appearance;

The world has passed, but my heart has not yet reached the sea;

I am waiting for my return;

Throughout the prosperous age, I will take charge of the present;

The world has passed, but the heart has not yet changed;

You are waiting for the return of the king;

The prosperous times are no longer, and the peonies do not bloom;

Yibi Separated, one person waits;

One person mourns the feelings of a lifetime;

The mortal world on the road is nothing but the vast sea;

The fireworks on the other shore sink into the vast ocean;

A piece of plain white paper provokes someone’s patina;

When a song ends, it interrupts someone’s earthly reunion;

A season of flowers blooms, someone’s love continues. Years past;

A wisp of tenderness, I described someone’s plain white paper;

Before my heart was in the sea, I traced your plain white paper;