The sound floated up and merged with the sounds of nature,
Flows into the ears, flows into the heart, and fills the chest.
At which moment the dormant dream begins to awaken;
Confused - always because I didn't raise my head to look at the sky,
How can cloud barriers cover the gaze of the soul;
Hesitation - why should I be imprisoned in the circle I drew?
Can't tolerate the mocking of thorns rustling in the wind;
Although the dripping in the previous life has blocked my heart,
But the spring of life is still bubbling up in my heart,
Tear up the pale scroll written by sigh,
Go and take the sky into your eyes and let your thoughts wander.
Go and spread the ground under your feet and let your inspiration splash the ink.
Respecting the power of God in wind, rain, thunder and lightning is a warning against evil!
It is a kind kindness that touches the heavenly loved ones in autumn, winter, spring and summer!