I regret cultivating as an immortal in this life

I regret that unfinished relationship with you

Although you are poor, I feel warmth

Coarse tea and light rice, but I feel boundless happiness

I knew that-

The precepts in the heavenly palace do not allow me to entangle with you

How do you know every trace of my love for you—

are all on the lookout

You just happily carry water to water the fields

Watering our days

Watering our homes

Every kind shout of yours

- Lady!

It intoxicates me

It also makes me sad

I am the flower of heaven

The mood blooms in the world

Because of you

I feel the bright spring of life

I look down on the world

Look at how many years have passed

Look at my mental home on earth

You're long gone

The memory of the homeland has been weathered and gradually faded

All I saw was—

Our stories are told in different ways

The world is no longer moved by us

Just take our legends as a joke

I don't know those two stars in the night sky of Tanabata at all-

How to look across the river with tearful eyes

In today's earthly world

Divide and combine into a fashion

Is it that they are no longer poor

Isn't it that they're insatiable?

Isn't it that they have fallen in love

I don't know what the world wants

I feel chills for the Heavenly Palace

I also feel cold for the modern world

——2010、9、10

- (This poem was published in the Fuyang Daily (plain edition) on April 3, 2011.) It was renamed "Confessions of the Weaver Girl" by the editor

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