[I am the king who will escape from his hand]

For a long time, the river was slow, and the aquatic plants were abundant and soft

On his way home in the evening, my father saw that my mother was beautiful

It was beautiful to see my mother grooming her long hair by the river

When they counted the stars together, the house was beautiful

When they were fishing, they recognized me as beautiful with big black eyes

Later they picked me up at night and fed me with milk and nursery rhymes

Feed me with wheat and grow strong until the river starts to rush fast

While my mother was drying her hair in the wheat field, I wagged my tail and slipped away

The mother smiled with tears in her eyes, and she was more beautiful than when she was younger

From then on, I lived in the river and played with myself in applause

During the day with pockets and scepters

At night with mud and wheat mang

I was born to feed on misery, to be insatiable, and to be intriguing

In the cemetery deep in the mountains and dense forests, lighting a bonfire doesn't hurt me

Under hunger, the skin and flesh are carved, and the sound is bone-piercing, and the song is scattered

I picked up the moon and drank human blood and ghosts

Use sweet language to be with the beasts on the road

The gods have spirits and must forgive a young cowardice and ignorance

and those who have never honored their mothers, nor have they ever shown favor to the girls

The sun will rise, and the rice will tie me together and whip me

and the horses shall tie me together and be beaten

Only vegetables and reptiles screamed at me

The sun is about to rise, and I will escape from my hand and confess to the sun

(2014-09-10)

"A Ride on a Thousand Mountains in the Twilight" Volume 1 Mafu Fish Market I am the king who is going to escape from my own hands I am hitting in my hand, please wait a moment,

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