Sister, I am in Delingha tonight, and the night is shrouded.
Sister, I only have Gobi tonight.
I am empty-handed at the end of the grassland.
I can't keep a tear when I am sad.
Sister, I am in Delingha tonight.
This is a desolate city in the rain.
Except those who pass by and live.
Delingha ... Tonight.
This is the only, final and lyrical.
This is the only, last, grassland.
I returned the stone to the stone.
Let the victory of victory
The highland barley belongs to herself tonight.
Everything is growing.
I only have beautiful Gobi sky tonight.
Sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I just want you.
On July 25th 1988 train passed Delingha.
The diary was written on June 27th, 1988. This is Haizi's second trip to Tibet by train. When he passed Delingha City, Qinghai Province, his thoughts and feelings were sincere. The whole poem adopts the lyrical style of diary, and confesses with "sister" in the timid and simple childlike voice of a foreign "brother", as if crying. The whole poem is divided into four sections, with progressive feelings. If the first paragraph only explains my own situation, that is, the night is shrouded, I only have Gobi, and I am in Delingha, then the second and third paragraphs are directly lyrical: "This is the only, last, lyrical/this is the only, last, grassland". Finally, the lyrics reached a climax: "Sister, I don't care about human beings tonight, I just want you". From this poem, we can appreciate Haizi's complicated mood at this time. He went to Tibet twice, once to seek creative materials and get inspiration for his long poem The Sun, and once to get rid of emotional entanglements and anguish. As the central word of the whole poem, "Sister" is not only the object of self-talk, but also an image in the poem, and her connotation should be various. At this time, Haizi has long been exhausted in personal lifelong events, and his inner pain still exists faintly, but his belief in pursuing the sun is more firm. "Sister" can be understood as your lover, a lover who has broken up, all the beautiful things, including your own ideals, your own beliefs, and even things that make you so crazy about poetry creation. Through the image of "sister", you can better express your feelings directly. I chatted with my "sister" for a while, but I no longer felt sad and my spirit was comforted. The original "desolate and lonely Gobi" has also become beautiful, with feelings born of scenery and scenes blending. It can be seen that Haizi's inner loneliness has really reached an extreme, a beautiful realm, and he enjoys loneliness and loneliness alone.