Step on the footprints of our predecessors
Follow the path of our ancestors.
Find the roots of grandparents
A grave
a bunch of fresh flowers
Take a deep bow
Standing in the wind
Because the wind blows tears.
On the way home
Just to find roots and relatives.
But two worlds.
There are thousands of words.
You can also be neither sad nor happy.
Ask where your parents are.
_ Parents, daughter, everything is fine here.
Don't worry about it
2. Article 2
The solstice winter is coming.
There is still no trace of snow.
Standing on the wings of the breeze
Look at the sky
Winter without snow is so desolate.
Let the indifferent heart be more desolate.
Looking at the cold flowers alone
Loneliness filled the whole room.
On the frozen face with a plain face.
Half is vicissitudes of life.
Half of it is heavy.
Cold dispels warmth.
And took away all the enthusiasm.
I don't like winter without snow.
The spirit of looking forward to snow
Land dyed white and desolate
Light a dusty passion
3. Article 3
Come every year
today
Only then did I know.
Winter solstice
nobody
lonely
Are you happy or not?
Be angry or not
pass by
It's good.