Bury a thousand ears
There are still 1000 mouths.
Then take root
And a thousand ears.
Drill out the soil with a shaking posture.
Listen to the wind from all directions.
The ninth side is the top of the head.
The eyes overhead are blue and full of the sky.
I sit under the sky.
Listen to the breeze in all directions
(2)
The sun is broken.
Broken into 10 thousand lonely stars
Leaving an arc wound wrapped in cloud gauze.
The crow screamed with a hoarse throat.
Wake up a dead ear and scream with it.
Is that sound imitation or echo?
The echo is bleak.
At the moment, it was dark and filled the sky.
You should see it.
The spring water flows in different directions.
(3)
Dig your own shadow with ten sharp weapons
Dig into one's heart
Some muttered.
Four rooms four feathers fluttered.
Four shadows fluttered
I can't find a bed to lie down on.
I can't live in four rooms.
The eyes here are blind, and I can't touch myself.
Night is a huge grave.
I can't sleep.