Chapter 3 1969
my fantasy
want to be shattered;
Fantasy always forgives disillusionment,
Disillusioned but never letting go of fantasy.
beautiful
the beauty I long for,
is eternity and life;
Who knows that they are incompatible with each other.
eternal beauty,
Fantastic,
but indifferent;
the beauty of life,
ever-changing,
But in the end it was ashes.
nocturnal
The car shoots two lights,
turn the dark highway,
into a corridor of light.
Two rows of poplar trees support the night sky,
The branches and leaves spread out,
It's like a tunnel again.
commemorate
(1) From the far away west sky,
From the middle of Yuxia,
Flying a maple leaf,
Fly a flame.
I picked it up,
As a permanent souvenir.
1969
Memorial (2)
draw a flame
remind the future
there was such a winter
society
loaded with three billion human beings,
Flying on the track of day and night;
through quarter towns,
Across the festive bridge,
Spraying clouds of steam,
Burning bright sun.
It passed through the snowfields of the Ice Age,
It has galloped through the mud of primitive society,
It still has to pass countless obstacles,
But eventually we will reach the best place
1969