Places I Visited Back Then

This book was left to me by my grandfather.

He said

it was called Dao Yin Zhan.

I never knew why a book would have such a strange name.

But as layer upon layer of mist rolled in,

Dao Yin Zhan accompanied me across half the land

and recorded many unbelievable stories.

The stories are short and easy to tell.

Fate begins and ends, with joy and sorrow.

Life is a dream, the paper is brief, but the feelings run deep.

It began amid a sea of people, and will eventually be buried.