Oh, time
Please stick to every day’s bottom line
Please construct a bridge in the lost river
and build a road in the trackless wild
Please roar on the back of a gorgeous tiger
brighten the lights on the wings of fireflies
Let the rain walk through the South
while the Northern birch holding an umbrella
The rain threads in fish ponds
the needle weaves the curtain of Crystal Cave
The debt is always connected to tomorrow
so we shall live a good life today
If no one to share
then enjoy a glass of wine all by yourself
Use a feather duster to gently flick away
the toil of today, as well as
the dust oozing from the crystal heart