Jiang Chengzi (November 2001)

Thirty years of blood and tears stained into frost.

endure hardship,

Companion Bo Lang.

Apathy

I only hope that iron will become steel.

Ru bitter and bitter end,

drop plasma,

Fu'er Lang.

It's always dark and dark.

Flying birds,

Good bow hidden.

Herge in the sky,

Kunpeng spreads his wings and is busy.

Tear off the mother's heart and serve the wife's room.

Huangliang dream,

Total gut-breaking!

Father's Poem (January 2003)

It has been twenty-five years since I saw my back, and I remember the grace of nurturing in my heart.

On the eve of the festival, paper money is offered, but Taikang is asked to keep safe.

Poem on the Mother (January 2003)

I have tasted all the ups and downs, and my life is sad and sad.

In the dream, I vaguely saw the dignity face, still with love and peace.