Who can provide some poems by Mu Dan?

Your eyes see this fire,

You cannot see me, although I light it for you,

Hey , what is burning is just the mature age,

Your end, mine. We are separated by mountains!

From this natural process of transformation,

I fell in love with a temporary you.

Even if I cry, turn gray, turn gray and become new again,

Girl, that is just God playing with Himself.

Two

You and I are deposited in the water between mountains and rocks,

And we grow in the womb of death.

In countless possibilities, a transformed life

can never complete himself.

I talk to you, believe in you, love you,

At this time, I hear my master secretly laughing,

He keeps adding others to you and me.

Making us rich and dangerous.

Three

The little beast of your age,

It breathes like grass,

It brings you Colorful, fragrant and rich,

It makes you crazy in the warm darkness.

I pass over your marble temple of wisdom,

And cherish the life buried in it;

The touch between your and my hands is a pasture.

There is its stubbornness and my surprise.

Four

Quietly, we embrace the world that

can be illuminated by words,

and the unformed Darkness is scary,

The possible and the impossible fascinate us.

What suffocates us

are sweet words that die before they are born.

Its ghost envelopes us and makes us drift away.

Swim into the freedom and beauty of the chaos of love.

Five

As the sun sets, a breeze blows across the fields,

How many reasons have accumulated here.

The moving scenery in my heart,

Flows from the oldest beginning to you, sleeping peacefully.

That which formed the trees and the standing rocks,

will perpetuate my desire at this time,

all the beauty revealed in its process,

Teach me how to love you and teach me how to change.

Six

The same and the same dissolve into fatigue,

Between the differences, strangeness solidifies;

What a dangerous narrow road it is. On the road,

I drive myself to travel on it.

He exists and is at my disposal,

He protects but leaves me alone,

His pain is constant seeking

Your order must be deviated from after it is obtained.

Seven

Storms, long roads, lonely nights,

Lost, memory, eternal time,

All science cannot Eliminate the fear

Let me rest in your arms——

Oh, in your involuntary heart,

Your will The beautiful image of everything,

There, it grows parallel to mine!

Eight

There is no closer approach,

All chance is finalized between us;

Only the sun shines through the colorful The branches and leaves

are divided into two willing hearts, the same.

When the season comes, they will each fall,

The giant tree that gave us birth will be evergreen,

It mocks us unkindly

(And weeping) become peace in the old roots of oneness.