Zhu maosong
Pain,
Those with nails
Sharp teeth
Pain,
A mad dog bites a bone,
Bite the fragile nerve,
It is as cold as cast iron.
Rule my days and nights.
My deep and shallow days and nights,
Because every uneven breath,
Grow heartbreaking pain.
Because of the pain,
Because every time I remind you of your pain,
Let every piece of clothing that falls off,
It needs the rhythm of spring,
Plus summer passion.
This autumn.
This is finally mature.
Let the heart beat calm in autumn,
I began to practice the courage of trees:
Standing in the wind like that,
Standing in the rain like that,
Let the cold wind and rain tear the skin.
After that,
Let those sleepless pains,
Let the pain grow like gold,
Fall proudly like a leaf ...