The poem Under the Mud

You were born in the sun.

Spread wildly to the sky

Bacterial toxins are hidden in the corner.

Waiting for an opportunity to attack.

You dive into the spring

Wash the soul with purity

Sinister but hidden in the dark.

Hoarding energy

Under the quagmire

In order to hide the essence of Bai Lianhua.

It's not only dirty

waste

You were dragged into the mire.

You are struggling to escape.

You see

Under the quagmire

Full of bones

Ugliness and poison are everywhere.