When disaster strikes
Have you finished your homework at dawn?
Kind grandparents
Why are you opening your lips 中
I can no longer hear
The sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures
This should be
the warm season
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Why is there heavy snow in the sky
Falling outside the winter
And the bunch of lilacs I picked
Who will go
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Continue to offer offerings around the temple
When disaster strikes
Have you finished your early morning chores
Tired parents
Why in your clenched fist
I can no longer smell it
The scent of earth and grass
This is what it should be
It’s the farming season
Why is there heavy snow in the sky?
Falling outside the winter
And the bunch of willow branches that were broken
Who can
Continue hanging outside the tent door
When disaster strikes
Have you started your morning reading at dawn
Diligent younger brothers and sisters
Why are they in the schoolbag that you hold tightly?
I can no longer see it
The innocent longing
p>This should be
The season of germination
Why is there heavy snow in the sky
It falls outside of winter
< p>And the bunch of spring greetings I picked upWho can it bring the hope of spring