On which you are not sad, the porcelain Kap Shui
　　Documented on the as in ancient times, as in the clear qin melody fountain
　　You are not sad, you drink one Ganlie
　　Also in the deep forest, like dripping transparent leaves ten million
　　Walking through this, you use the bottle of clear liquid Pumping
　　Poems one by one to form
　　Pour at any time, music could not help thin wings flapping
　　I'm where I was white feather
　　The above case full of expectations, as the case of the
　　Ling time you come to involve heavy
　　Take away the bottle

　　Hat gently Nianqi
　　Go
　　Many words, only
　　Said:
　　Afterlife, I would like
　　And
　　You
　　Married

　　To the patches of
　　Cry like water celery
　　The road curved around to a lot of ah
　　That cloud of smoke water
　　Depths of the mountains
　　Love and hurt
　　The same hot springs

　　When I know you, I was ten
　　You xxxv round face you are a mother
　　Your love is full of pot bath
　　Warm, almost made me float
　　But there was
　　Love you
　　Closed, and tighten
　　Maybe you think kids grow up, do not have to love
　　Perhaps, there is no disaster
　　Perhaps the mother unintentional errors
　　Is my greatest disaster
　　I have good disease and other diseases
　　I thirty-five
　　You just sixty
　　See you again, round and round face, her mother
　　If I, only two face to face
　　You are at one end to the
　　I take at one end
　　This time you are Flowing, I pond
　　You are the tears of Nagareizumi
　　I am a quiet pond
　　December 1975 Yonghe

　　我忽然想起你，
　　但不是劫后的你，万花尽落的你
　　
　　为什么人潮，如果有方向
　　都是朝著分散的方向
　　为什么万灯谢尽，流光流不来你
　　
　　稚傻的出日，如一株小草
　　而后绿绿的草原，移转为荒原
　　草木皆焚：你用万把刹那的
　　情火
　　
　　也许我只该用玻璃雕你
　　不该用深湛的凝想
　　也许你早该告诉我
　　无论何处，无殿堂，也无神像
　　
　　忽然想起你，但不是此刻的你
　　已不星华灿发，已不锦绣
　　不在最美的梦中，最美的梦中
　　
　　忽然想起
　　但伤感是微微的了，
　　如远去的船

　　为你贮一海的
　　思，悄静而透亮
　　你的臂弯围一座睡城
　　我的梦美丽而悠长
　　
　　最微的灯，一扇半圆的窗下
　　你的名字，化作金丝银丝
　　半世纪，将我围绕
　　
　　贮一海的思
　　在那静悄的城池
　　最美的语音象最美的花瓣

　　Well, life is nothing to wait for a way to
　　Buildings on both sides of the tree with wonderful
　　A wide open window of the compound eye of the giant buildings often overflowing song
　　Small round houses with depression
　　So the white bottom of the cup sink jingchan
　　Past the entry is in the eye-catching red-Ying Chu
　　March and July
　　She Shi seat storage dream city on fire, in the rain
　　I stared stand
　　Watching a person
　　So crazy suddenly thought
　　Another person

　　You stand under brightly at the other side of the
　　Public string silent, and wish to wade through this park-shaped pool
　　Wade says this side of blue glass water lily
　　I was the only treble
　　Only, I hand sculpture
　　Sculpture, monumental sadness
　　I live in the smile, the immortal sadness
　　Public string silent, globe only to turn things
　　I beg, in the eternal glossy paper leaves
　　Meet the demand that today and tomorrow
　　The light halo unwavering, and I to you
　　I have to you
　　Public string 俱寂
　　I was the only treble
　　Dream, drop me a dress