To Haizi

Wheat field, poet and girl

If anyone can associate these

That's Haizi, from there

Pacing on the other side of the sea

He stood upright, hope in his hand

Although Haizi finally went, hope remained

And I, a poet

and will go to Jerusalem with thee

Hope and happiness

Add a handful of grain and grass, and the horses are ready

Dadadi, I'm gone

The sound of horses' hooves is behind, and the poems are behind

But the mind is far away

When I returned, I saw the poor and the rich

See the dusk, the old granary and the poet

I also dreamed of my wife who was dressing up

The moment to love you again, all the time

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