1 On the day I had to go, the sun broke through the clouds. The blue sky gazes at the earth - a wonderland created by God. My heart is sorrowful because it does not know where that calling comes from. The whispers sent by the wind come from the world I left?There the tearful singing melted into a joyful silence. Maybe the wind brought the breath of that small island?It is in the distant sea, lying in the warm embrace of summer exotic flowers and plants. 2 The market was gone, and in the twilight, people set foot on their way home. I sit by the roadside and watch you paddle across the dark waters, with the setting sun shining on your sails;

I saw your silent figure standing by the helm, and suddenly I saw your eyes fixed on me; I no longer sing, I call out to you, take me across the river. 3 The wind is blowing, the boat of my poetry is about to set sail, helmsman, hold the helm. My little boat longs to be free, To dance to the rhythm of the wind and the waves. The day has passed, and now it is night. Friends on shore are gone. Let go and weigh anchor, we're going to sail under the stars. When I parted, Feng Xiaoxiao sang in a low voice. Helmsman, hold the helm. 4 Take me in, my master, take me in right now. Let me forget the lonely past without you.

May this brief moment be stretched in your arms and stretched out in your light. I have wandered everywhere, just chasing the voice that calls me, but I don't know where it leads me. Now, let me sit quietly and listen to your words that echo in my peaceful heart. Do not turn your back on the dark corners of my heart, burn them with your fire until they glow with light and heat. 5 The outpost sent by the distant storm has set up a tent of dark clouds in the sky; the sun is bleak, and in the silent shade of the forest, there is moisture like teardrops. My heart is sad and peaceful, just like the contemplative silence of a musician before he strikes his lute.

My heart is filled with the pain of anticipation, looking forward to having you in my life. 6 My dear, well done you, you sent me the fire of your pain, well done you! Because if the incense seal is not burned, it will not emit fragrance; if the lamp is not lit, it will not emit light. My sleepless heart must be alerted by the thunderbolt of your love; And the darkness that clings to me, struck by the thunder of your love, burns like a torch. 7 Deliver me, O my Lord, from the shadow of self, from the ruins and confusions of the past. Take my hand, for the night is dark and your worshipers are blind.

Deliver me from despair. My sorrow is like a extinguished lamp, light it with your fire. My strength has fallen asleep wearily, please wake it up. Don't let me wander alone, bemoaning the days gone by. Every step, let the road sing to me the song of home from all over the world. Take my hand, for the night is dark and your worshipers are blind. 8 The lantern in my hand makes the dark road before me my enemy. The sights beside the road terrified me.Even the flowers, plants and trees are like ghosts, frowning at me viciously and threateningly.The sound of my footsteps also echoed faintly in doubt.Therefore, I beg you for the dawn when the far and the near will kiss and embrace each other, and life and death will become one in love.

9 When I am saved by you, I will walk lightly into your world. When you cleanse my heart of dirt, it will add to your sun's splendor.Unless the bud of my life blooms in beauty, the heart of the Creator will be filled with sorrow.Just remove the veil of darkness from my soul, and it will bring music to your laughter. 10 You have given me love, and the world is full of your gift of love. Your love fell on me like rain, but I didn't notice it, because my heart was asleep and the night was dark. Though thy love is lost in my sleep, yet I feel a thrill of joy. I know that when the dawn comes and my heart awakens, you will receive one of my little flowers, which is my love and a gift to your priceless great world.