My partner in life,
I hope that, like me, she has blood in her chest and flesh in her heart.
There is no need for short flutes and long flutes, the flowers are full and the moon is full.
Even if you are poor, as poor as tea,
There is a fragrance in the bitterness.
Proud, as proud as an orchid,
A hint of elegance.
In the dark night,
Wandering in the lonely cemetery.
Listen to the crow’s sad laugh,
Chase the flying fire.
In the lost jungle,
lay down the road signs for the future.
On the dead branches, on the thorns,
In the stone bushes, the snakes emit green light.
In the swamp,
plant pine seeds and ask them to become beams.
Let’s hold up the morning light together,
step on the flowers and walk towards death!
I firmly believe that no matter what the road is,
it will be windy Lie through the wind and rain.
Although we don’t know each other, I am optimistic,
because we have the same full moon above our heads.
Among the stars in the sky,
look for that twinkling star.
I hope you are in the night sky,
not drifting away in the distance.