1, golden rice bundle
Golden rice balls stand,
In the autumn fields,
I thought of countless tired mothers,
On the way to dusk, I saw that beautiful wrinkled face.
The full moon on the harvest day,
At the top of the towering tree,
In the twilight, in the distant mountains.
Around our hearts,
No statue can be more silent than this.
The burden on your shoulders is heavy,
Extend into the distance,
In Akita, I looked down in thought.
Silence. Silence. History is nothing more than,
At the foot of a flowing river,
And you, standing there,
Will become a concept of human beings.
2. The Sculptor's Song
Spring, summer, autumn and winter.
I cover my ears and my eyes.
I don't know the jumping bird and its song,
There are lush flowers and trees and the breeze between them.
My stone whispers to me: peace, peace, peace.
I'm licking, chiseling, touching and grinding.
In the twilight of dawn,
In the shadow of dusk,
I silently looked at the white feet of the light and shadow game on the stone surface.
Meditate on the subtle ups and downs of stone lines,
So one day, I looked at it with my wisdom.
A beautiful statue, she is sleeping,
Close her eyes and wait for a pair of humble hands.
A pious heart, to open the blockade of marble.
Welcome her to leave the cold hidden world,
Coming to you in the sun.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter.
How many times have you covered your ears and covered your eyes?
Say to me for my stone: peace, peace.
When I started working, I retreated into the lonely world.
There is no flower that will fade, and there is no singing that will stop.
When I finish my work, I will come back to you.
My statue will increase your life span,
This is not abandonment,
This is a temporary separation
He awakened life from inanimate objects,
The dedication and silence he needs,
Let him forget his life for a while,
Rotating boiling rivers in a limited time.
I didn't abandon you. If I abandoned you,
Just because I want to stay between you forever.