I'm a white eagle,
I have never been able to open my eyes; Du (surname)
I'm A Zhi chick,
Only desperately open the tender yellow mouth;
I am a young eagle,
The wings have not yet grown plump feathers;
I am a young eagle,
I can only pat that delicate arm.
But,
I am an eagle,
With all the sounds you hear:
I want to open my eyes,
I want to fly with all my wings,
I want to have that vast sky.
I'm yelling,
Set lofty goals;
I am a descendant of the eagle,
I want to hit the sky!
I am the soul imprisoned by the ancient oriental countries,
Longing for passion, longing for flame, longing for the turbulent sea,
Release my feudal shackles and my numb soul,
Give me a pair of wings, let me fly in the air of free thought,
Don't blindfold me, let the dark sky wrap my body!
I am an owl flying head-on.
I will make a deafening regret in the dark!
I don't like poems that are subtle, sad and inexplicable.
I am a male owl flying in nature.
When the sun shines, I may be silent and smile to sleep.
The night won't make me moan helplessly,
Even if my voice is hoarse, I will shout out the voice of my world.
Call my sleeping passion to be swallowed up by melancholy!
The quiet mountain forest in the field is my eternal habitat.
I will also wait on the roof of the construction site.
I'm tired of unnecessary noise and endless quarrels in the city.
I hate talking about Kan Kan, where the stars are flying in vain.
I don't like those disputes that are provoked for a little profit.
I despise outstanding singers who only know gorgeous language.
I despise those frivolous and mediocre aristocratic children,
I despise those who can't stand the wind and rain,
I don't care about an empty shell wandering around without a soul!
I am an owl singing in the dark.