Break into my sight;
Don't throw away my solid shell,
Expose my grievances,
That's why I ran away.
Like a swimming line in the wind,
Lingering at the slender fingertips,
When the leaves are falling,
Has quietly passed away from my sky;
Like a ship lost in the reeds,
Startled the seagulls and herons in the depths,
The silent world began to stir,
There is only one duckweed left.
I have been here, but I have never left. ...
Do you ever remember,
Your smile is sunshine, and it will follow you wherever you go.
Your figure is the direction in which I turn;
now
Laughter turned into waiting for expectation,
That figure has also become the pursuit of eyes.
Even after a thousand years of reincarnation,
Fear will not know:
You are a special existence-
Tears in your eyes,
Sweetness in pain.
Label: Poetry