A person walking back and forth, in this coming autumn season, is also the day of the motherland deeply cherish the memory of the night;
Yellow Akiba Masa from the bald out branches gradually fade down, my state of mind and so breathless residual together, scene and make my heart at this moment is full of melancholy and be very upset pressure, but on this evening, will also be a person because of their own unhappiness, and time to initiate complaints. Look at me will be driven to distraction appearance, no mercy at the same time, my mind my anguish will still entangled on the and the dream of;
But to see the eyes of the city people are hurrying to and fro., a bustling metropolis, I have no retreat to come to this strange city, want to pay for themselves a little hard, build their own a new heaven and a new earth, but I am a man, came to the city of confusion, disorientation, more do not know how to do? In out of full of reputations, I still can not be reconciled back! Still can not be reconciled to this fate! Unable to face the reality at the same time, I really hope you can thoroughly to remould oneself, less to the confused trival thing,
Do a simple person move, choose a beautiful environment of the geomantic treasure ground for this life.
He often left home to follow in the Buddha's side, who can understand his heart is really suffering and stress, depression and unhappiness night is for who and feel sad?
Peep my heart to think of others as dull, I saw a flash of time, by my side through the shadows, suddenly I become sad and distressed, or even see his white hair, and think everything happened to exceeding one's expectations.
I look to the sky, let the heaven to have a look in my heart is so hurt, clouds cover the sun let me from the actual situation, can not accept this fact; I even feel helpless, find another place to seek their own land, a land of idyllic beauty, for their own future to choose a road of stage a comeback.
在天空中，我也希望自己是一只飞奔世界的翱鹰，载着唯一的期望，在我的梦境里头寻找到自己的归宿，看吧！我以乌龟坪人自称，选择最美好的佳境安隐此生。
On the cliff above built a thatched cottage, as if with a stream in the tower,It was a thoroughly to remould oneself, came to the fairyland;
repair a few world Buddhism Daoism of operation, after years of vicissitudes of wind and rain to, I feel like in a dream;In the dream at the same time, a warm breeze whistled my sleeping pillow cable with,Occasionally to find out the dream is a dream, also will be unable to return to the past from the dream;
I miss a person, nor from my dream awake,I still can't get rid of a missing with methotrexate sound, in the face of such a sad, my heart is full of anxiety and restlessness; I want to vent their own, I can not be reconciled and fall, I feel that everything can start all over again, can only hope to own, but should not so abandoned. So I dream to do the ROC, grow a pair of wings to fly in the sky.
In the sky, I also hope that he is a world of flying eagle, carrying only desire, in my dream was to find their own home, see!My turtle who claim to Ping, choose the most beautiful beautiful serene life.
