A harbinger of innocence
To see a world in a grain of sand/a heaven in a flower.
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand/eternity in an instant.
(The author is william blake, and the original translation is Zong Baihua)
Life and death
I don't fight/because no one is worth fighting for.
I love nature/secondly, I love art.
I am in front of the fire of life/warm my hands/once the fire of life is depressed/I would like to die quietly.
Light music goes up in smoke.
Light music goes up in smoke/the music is still shaking in memory/the violet in Tianmen cave is no longer fragrant/its fragrance remains in the senses.
Rose leaves, when roses become dead flowers/can be piled up as lovers' beds/wait until you disappear/in your memory, love continues to sleep.