Bright fishing fires have been lit on both sides of the riverbed.
The wind is getting sharper and sharper.
The creeping weed under the eyes is dark and dark.
People keep their own lights.
Grope in the dark
Hold the lamp and lean forward.
A wick that protects you from falling asleep in the night wind
Guard the warm flame, quiet and beautiful time.
carefully
The fireworks of the mind are drifting with the tide.
Sometimes it will pass by the grave of the dead.
Sometimes it floats behind fireflies.
Half of them are sublimated under the hairy moon.
Half of them sang alone under the starry sky on a rainy night.
There are always people who can't see through the darkness on this earth.
Then turn off the lights
To listen to the light songs and dances of the soul.
Reality is not as clear as dreams.
How many silences do you need to break?
How many voices have not been said?
How far is the road?
The flame of life will disappear in the smoke.
Make a lamp in the dark.
The night will no longer be pure
In a direction that doesn't exist.
Do not hesitate to approach it.
Someone has to walk through this darkness.