Chapter 63 Poetry (2)
There are all the colors in the little shell;
The whole rainbow is hidden inside.
The colorful existence is his secret,
There was no sunset outside and no raindrops.
There is nothing but nothingness in the night sky;
Where the stars of the whole universe shine,
Distant light is like the boundless sea,
It is every small crystal that gives you direction.
Written in Peking in 1947