1
You and I live between water and rocks,
We grew up in the womb of death.
In countless possibilities, a deformed life
He can never perfect himself.
2
I talk to you, trust you, love you,
Then I heard my master snicker,
He's been adding you and me.
Make us rich and dangerous.
three
A little animal your age,
It breathes like spring grass,
It brings you color, fragrance and fullness.
It wants you to go crazy in the warm darkness.
I walked through your marble hall of reason,
And cherish the life it buried;
The contact between you and me is a meadow,
I'm surprised there is its stubbornness.
four
We hugged each other quietly.
In a world where words can illuminate,
The unformed darkness is terrible,
This may or may not fascinate us.
Choke us.
Is the sweet talk of dying before birth,
It's haunted, making us drift away,
Swim into the chaos of love, freedom and beauty.
five
As the sun sets, a breeze blows across the fields.
How long has the reason accumulated here?
The moving scenery touched my heart.
From the oldest to you, have a good sleep.
Formed trees and upright rocks,
Will make my desire at this time last forever,
All the beauty is revealed in its process.
Teach me the way to love you, teach me to change.
six
The same and the same solution is fatigue,
Strangeness solidifies between differences;
What a dangerous narrow road,
I let myself travel on it.
He exists and follows my instructions.
He protected me and left me alone,
His pain is constantly seeking.
Your order has been fulfilled, you must deviate from it.
seven
Storms, long roads, lonely nights,
Loss, memory, eternal time,
All the fears that science cannot dispel
Let me rest in your arms-
Oh, in your uncontrollable heart,
With or without you, your beautiful image,
There, I saw your lonely love
The pen stands upright and grows parallel to my ass!
eight
There is no closer way,
All accidents are stereotypes between us;
Only sunlight penetrates through colorful branches and leaves.
Separated by two hearts, the same.
When the season comes, it will fall alone.
The tree that gave birth to us will always be green,
This is a mockery of our inhumanity.
(crying) moving towards peace in the ancient roots of unity.
194 1 February