The poem "The Blue Demon"
The blue demon opens
but you can't see it
Just as I can't walk into your sight
Blue petals
are rolled into tea at night
I am used to drinking this sleepless
ups and downs
swimming through the darkness
. Benevolence's lightning
everywhere the blue enchantress blooms
I can't be spared
This secretly stinging love
The reason why I'm afraid of blue. I finally found out that
the blue enchantress in the dark
is heartbreaking
The strong tea is exhausted
and it is doomed to be sleepless every night.