it's honor or disgrace for your home country, and a person cruelly abandons you
in the changing sun
to wake up a dream, A person picks you up again
You used to be a dull sharp knife
Leaving a god's mark on the chapped turtle's back
You used to be a sharp sword
Carving a permanent mark on the broken bamboo slips
You used to be a stiff branch
Carrying forward the immortal truth in the soft sand
And you used to be flexible. You are tightly held in my clumsy hand
and deeply engraved in my burning heart
I used to rely on you all the time
crazy in love, who pushed me out of the heavy fog
But I know that it is by no means your sincere intention
and it will never be your full-hearted intention
You don't want to lie in a hotbed, talk sweetly
and frown in a boudoir. Self-pity
You are arrogant and cold-faced
You stand up as a rock-solid body
You want to see people write witty essays with your poetic heart
I hope people can borrow your iron shoulders to bear morality
You have your own greatness, your own magic
You can make people happy or sad
You are a sea of rivers and everything. You have also served as a sharp weapon to hurt people.
People are trapped in prison for no reason, and their hearts are exhausted.
But you still have no regrets and are fearless.
You indulge yourself and write the' true meaning' of life.
You are a steel gun and a dagger.
You have the passion to fight, and you fight endlessly.
You are a mountain flower, and you. You are as open as a rock
You are the rising sun, you are a hot spring
You have a warm embrace, and you are as clear as washing
Because I love you, I often forget myself
Because I love you, I always remind myself
Because I love you, I always push myself
Because I love you, I constantly surpass myself
I would like to write for you.