When I wake up from the dream, I wonder what year it is today?
Suddenly I realized that I was in a village, with a red square and a green square... Looking at each other...
Men and women, living in a state of intoxication... Playing the flute, singing and dancing every night, isn't it lively?
This is a kiln for burning gold, for people to enjoy themselves and enjoy themselves in time.
People in the market make a living by selling their laughs, their art, and their lives... You can sell anything in the world, but a single heart... Is the only one...,