Under the moon, yeast turned into wine, so it can't be drunk.
I can't read your poem.
Blocking the intestines of my life
Your bodhisattva knows all this.
I know, rivers and the earth.
The king and the sun, and you.
It's a humpback whale in the world.
Wheat fields and crops
When drifting.
village
Can bury death and vagrancy
Haizi, I ate your tears tonight.
In the darkness, withered flowers opened.
Quiet, the death of Anyang
I know. Rails are ladders.
Shanhaiguan is a quilt.
In heaven,
Only poetry and God.
Haizi, I ate your tears tonight.
I saw the sun in the dark.
Centralized combustion
It's your smiling and stubborn head
I know, you grow a lot of sunflowers here.
Gathered ten thousand years of passion and wisdom.
Just wait at this moment
Spill it all over the place
Five thousand years of bronze soil
This is a place to bury people.
Haizi, I ate your tears tonight.
turbulent
This is a whole pure blue ocean.
Seagull-Where is God's swimming trunks?
With the sunset, with you.
I know, you have four sisters.
Wipe your apron and ask you to go home for dinner
Go home for dinner and put the moon in a simple big porcelain bowl.
In a big porcelain bowl, the moon is food.
None of your princesses, none of them.
Haizi, I ate your tears tonight.
Can't sleep.
Your bodhisattva knows all this.