From the ancient tomb
From the dark ages
From the other side of the stream of human death
Shake the sleeping mountains
If the steam wheel flies over the sand dunes,
The sun is rolling towards me. ...
It's hard to hide the light.
Breathe life
Let tall trees and branches dance with it.
Let the river run to it with crazy songs
When it comes,
I heard the pupae of Cordyceps sinensis spinning underground.
The crowd spoke loudly in the clearing.
The city calls it from a distance with electricity and steel.
So my heart was torn open by the hand of fire.
The stale soul was abandoned by the river.
I have a firm belief in human regeneration.
(and his song "Love this Land"