Happy snow
If I were a snowflake,
Handsome in midair,
I have to know my direction clearly-
Fly, fly, fly,-
This land has my direction.
Don't go to that cold valley,
Don't go to the desolate foothills,
Don't be disappointed in the deserted streets-
Fly, fly, fly,-
Look, I have my direction!
Dancing in the air,
Identify quiet homes,
Waiting for her to visit in the garden—
Fly (Yang), fly (Yang), fly (Yang),-
Ah, she smells like cinnabar plum!
At that time, I relied on my lightness,
Yingying touched her skirt,
Close to her tender heart-
Dissolve, dissolve, dissolve-
Into her gentle heart!
In the previous part, the poet repeatedly stressed that snowflakes have their own direction and should fly in their own direction, which is the poet's pursuit of ideals. Snowflakes should be "chic", "Don't go to the cold valley, don't go to the bleak foothills, don't go to the deserted streets to be disappointed-",so snowflakes are free, and the freedom of snowflakes is the freedom of poets. In poetry, snowflakes are poets, and poets are snowflakes.
Later, the poem mentioned "her" in her mind. Snowflake wanted to find a "quiet place", waiting for the lover in her heart to visit, "holding her skirt tightly and being close to her gentle heart", and they lived a life of paradise. Finally, "dissolve, dissolve, dissolve-dissolve into her gentle heart!" " That is, two people become one, you have me and I have you. This is the highest state of love.