And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter and fall there with a sign.
Troupe of little vagrants of the world, please leave your footprints in my words.
three
The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover.
It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.
It is the tears of the earth that keep her smile in bloom.
The vast desert is burning for the love of a blade of grass, but she shakes her head and smiles.
Come, fly away.
If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars.
The sands in your way beg for your song and your movement, dancing water.
Would you like to carry the mud off your lame leg?
Her eager face haunts my dreams like the rain at night.
nine
Once, we dreamed that everyone was a stranger.
We didn't know we were dear to each other until we woke up.
Sorrow is hushed into peace in my heart like the evening in the silent forest.
1 1 Some invisible fingers, like idle thoughts, are in my heart.
Playing rippling music.
12 "What's your language, Hai?"
"This is an eternal question."
"Sky, what's my answer?"
"It's eternal silence."
13 Listen quietly, my heart, and listen to the whisper of the "world", which is his love for you.
Show it.
14 The mystery of creation, like the darkness of night, is great. And the illusion of knowledge,
But like the fog in the morning.
Don't seat your love on a cliff just because it is high.
16 I sat at the window this morning and the world stopped like a passer-by for a while.
Nodded to me and walked over.
These little thoughts are the rustle of green leaves. They are in my heart, happy.
Speak in a low voice
18 You can't see your truth, you only see your shadow.
My wishes are fools, they shout across your song, Lord. Let me hear it.
I can't choose the best.
It's the best choice for me.