Fortunately, I can feel fortunate that I can listen to
　　One night a spiritual revival of the piano
　　A man approached me in the shadow of North Korea
　　Person without a body can not be blocked
　　But he has skills I polished lamp apparatus
　　I am ashamed to see my hands Wuhei
　　Kaka's sleep the issue of ice cracked beneath his feet
　　Shining a moment the azaleas are blooming all over the earth
　　A man approached me, I was too late to avoid
　　As I too late to avoid my youth
　　The piano at midnight, I licked
　　Chapped lips, wake up to the inevitability of life
　　But one night the piano as if I
　　Not catch the well-being, why so long
　　I grabbed what, to degenerate?
　　I remember that a lot of loud singing and dancing scenes
　　And tonight the piano accompaniment for no one
　　It is mysterious, sad, himself
　　Interest only the wind out of the window, there must be an eagle
　　Fly close to the snow peaks, there must be a peacock
　　Inspired by the dream, the opening screen under the stars
　　And I'm like a sunflower standing in the center of midnight
　　Ask yourself who will take my bulky life
　　A man approached me, we deja vu
　　We are face to face, mutual recognition
　　I heard people clapping in the distance
　　A midnight return to silence piano
　　By the way, is this: a man approached me
　　Hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly to
　　Return to his subordinate the shadow of the boundless
　　1994

　　突然停电，使我确信
　　我生活在一个发展中国家
　　
　　一个有人在月光下读书的国家
　　一个废除了科举考试的国家
　　
　　突然停电，使我听见
　　小楼上的风铃声。猫的脚步声
　　
　　远方转动的马达嘎然而止
　　身边的电池收音机还在歌唱
　　
　　只要一停电，时间便迅速回转：
　　小饭铺里点起了蜡烛
　　
　　那吞吃着乌鸦肉的胖子发现
　　树权上的乌鸦越聚越多
　　
　　而眼前这一片漆黑呀
　　多像海水澎湃的子宫
　　
　　一位母亲把自己吊上房梁
　　每一个房间都有其特殊的气味
　　
　　停电，我摸到一只拖鞋
　　但我叨念着：“火柴，别藏了！”
　　
　　在烛光里，我看到自己
　　巨大、无言的影子投映在墙上

　　Twelve sparkling swans in the lake
　　No shadow
　　That mutual attachment of the twelve swans
　　Difficult to close
　　Twelve swans - twelve instruments -
　　When they are chirping
　　When they waved the silver-like wings
　　Their huge body of air
　　Lifts
　　Moved aside of an era, with its
　　Cynical
　　Think about it, I'm with the twelve swans
　　Living in the same city!
　　Twelve sparkling swans in the lake
　　Scared people jump meat
　　Among ducks in the water, they maintain
　　Pure beast
　　Water is their Rebellion
　　Bubble is their gem
　　Once we dreamed of the twelve swans
　　The necks of their arrogance
　　Bianxiang water bending
　　What makes them from sinking?
　　Is the flippers it?
　　With Percentage of feathers
　　They lost the amulet back again and again
　　The vast lake, the sky lofty: Poetry
　　Is redundant
　　I want to see the ninety and nine swans
　　Born in the moonlight!
　　Must be turned into a swan, followed in order to
　　Behind him -
　　By Constellation Navigation
　　Or from the lotus leaves and water hyacinth
　　The night sucking

　　For the people far away, we are far away
　　Is a distant legend, like the Light Horse
　　Grasp of history ---- an hour
　　We are destined to die in the
　　Only the distance gorgeous flowers, only that
　　Migration in the way of light horses, riding those eternal life
　　Squid, laden memories and dreams
　　Associated with the distance to make life
　　Sticks and dry leaves beyond this limited
　　To find himself alone in the room
　　Today, let us overlook this platform
　　Clear view that the September
　　The gradual withdrawal of the shadow in the water below
　　Horses in the immortality of the soul's paradise
　　Single attraction in the sky color
　　We should praise, as all
　　Know the truth loving people sing
　　They did feel of wind in the wind
　　They did awakened by birds
　　Today, the sky is empty, a bird had
　　What is more gentle than this bird?
　　We have been born, our bodies
　　Have experienced poverty. Inner silence
　　What is the secret, and hidden in the
　　September mountains behind it, what is?
　　Associated with the distance to make life so that these
　　Humble things far away dreaming of horses
　　We are covered by the shadow of the fall.

　　人在高楼上睡觉会梦见
　　一片月光下的葡萄园
　　会梦见自己身披一件大披风
　　摸到冰凉的葡萄架下
　　
　　而风在吹着，月亮里
　　有哨声传来，那有时被称作
　　“黎明之路”的河流上纸船沉没
　　大雾飘过墓地般的葡萄园
　　
　　而风在吹着，嗜血的枭鸟
　　围绕着葡萄园纵情歌唱
　　歌唱人类失传的安魂曲
　　
　　这时你远离尘嚣，你拔出手枪
　　你梦见月光下的葡萄园
　　被一个身躯无情地压扁

　　人性收起它眩目的光芒
　　只有雪在城市的四周格外明亮
　　此刻使你免受风寒的城市
　　当已被吞没于雪野的空旷
　　
　　沉默的雪，严禁你说出
　　这城市的名称和历史
　　它全部的秘密被你收藏心中
　　它全部的秘密将自行消亡
　　
　　而你以沉默回应沉默——
　　在城市的四周，风摇曳着
　　松林上空的星斗：那永恒的火
　　
　　从雪到火，其间多么黑暗！
　　飞行于黑暗的灵魂千万
　　悄悄返折大雪的家园

　　A
　　Death of our mouth shut
　　Then this is the moment the bell submerged trees in summer
　　Is the sound of flapping birds blue sky
　　Birds in the clouds and weak heartbeat
　　The wind has left the city, like a ship anchor
　　Inseparable from a glittering green river surging mainland
　　You, a girl can open the strawberry
　　Away from the window; from your walk with the shadow
　　To speak with a dream, water in the name of our companion
　　Death of our mouth shut
　　Followed by the _set_ting sun at this moment in this river
　　Baby on his knees, gray tower in the city on his back
　　I went into the streets beyond recognition
　　After a day or a week I will come here
　　Saltpeter and pebbles from the cool flame
　　I remember a long lost pigeon
　　Make a release position, and in fact I want
　　Is that it quietly back to my heart
　　Death of our mouth shut
　　Cicadas in the hot summer is not a song by song
　　The elderly during the hot summer months almost true story
　　Peaks during the hot summer is not peak, there is no fog
　　The village is not in the hot summer months the village, no one
　　Rocks in the hot summer is not stone, but metal
　　In the hot summer night than the night, no one sleep
　　I write poetry is not poetry
　　I think people are not real people
　　II
　　I will never know by chance or desire to
　　You fall from the tower to us
　　This is a bloody young eagles fall to
　　Hot flower garden in July
　　How many eyes wide open to hear the sad news
　　Because your blood spattered sprinkled on the street
　　And soil can no longer separate
　　Because this is not the story of the death but
　　Real death; does not matter do not mind the ugly U.S.
　　You left us forever
　　A place to stay forever
　　Because this is the real death, we are standing silent
　　Language exists only for the living
　　A thought of the road disappeared in the waters of July
　　Spill your blood spattered on the street
　　Hidden in a loss of pleasure and pain behind the emergence
　　The door opened, it came before us, so quiet
　　Rose in full bloom now to the season
　　Over the fate of that touch your little hand feebly on the side
　　Your youth face a blur
　　You girls breasts began to grow wormwood
　　And your feet come into contact with the earth's internal
　　Absence of the sky in your eyes I saw the
　　A huge question mark a sickle Life
　　Now you should we pull into your
　　Numbness of the mind, not the abyss of the moon
　　So I had to kneel down and close your eyes
　　Then I have to put my own eyes
　　Deeply closed, and you say goodbye
　　C
　　Her take it away
　　Jing flowers to wear on her head
　　Incineration in the fire in her
　　That is no longer split her bones
　　She no longer fly
　　Remember the love of her short
　　She no longer fly
　　People who hurt her memories
　　Clear memories of our city
　　Her longing cloudy
　　Not her flower rocks
　　Silence to see the flowers of apple trees
　　She no longer fly
　　I can not measure her summer
　　She no longer needs the truth
　　She has become the patron saint of her own
　　Ah, her water and seeds
　　I can not pray
　　Water and seeds
　　I can not pray for her
　　Rain on her eyelashes
　　What kind of mouse to meet
　　And the North Star
　　The wisdom of what kind of gold-plated
　　Ah, she no longer fly
　　Subdue her tears
　　Her breathing is no longer
　　Exciting rhythm
　　IV
　　I will never know by chance or desire to
　　A big girl like you standing next to me
　　A girl as tall as you stand next to me
　　One and the same name like you girl standing next to me
　　Like you, like a pretty girl standing next to me
　　The distance of a busy market
　　When I lived life with a rope to ask you Xinjiang
　　The meaning of life, you have not answered my mouth
　　But with this whole sad evening
　　A large group of girls standing by my side
　　You were dead, they live, shuddered, desire to live
　　They put your blood into your body to accept
　　After years of fearful mothers recalled
　　That day (that is the future of your world)
　　The body was gently on white, summer snow
　　A body without a future to enjoy a quiet moment
　　So do not exist, the moon Hanbaoyufang
　　Does not exist, you warm on the purple dresses
　　I will use the time to your life, is not it?
　　After many years of wind rushed into this street
　　Like a group of soldiers rushed in, marched singing songs
　　Then I saw my hand, with
　　Messy start in the apple tree wounds
　　I will amend my broken elegy
　　Restore it to the dawn of your style