That day you were flying gracefully in the sky,
Free and light, you don't want to stay
Where in the sky or in which corner of the earth?
Your joy is unhindered freedom.
You are even more careless on the humble ground
There is a first-class stream, although your beauty
It touched his ethereal spirit as he passed by,
Make him wake up and hold your beautiful figure tightly.
What he held tightly was just the deep sorrow,
Because beauty cannot remain still in the scenery;
He wants you to fly over ten thousand mountains,
Go to a wider lake and sea to cast your shadow!
He is losing weight for you, that stream of water,
In the incompetent hope, I hope you will fly back!
——Excerpted from "Dedication" by Xu Zhimo