Chapter 20 words
words
Not so long ago I thought,
"I'm afraid my dear will not understand
what i did or will do
In this blind, bitter land. "
And I grow weary of the sun
Until my mind is clear again,
remember the best i did
is the effort to keep things simple;
During those years, I cried again and again: "Finally
my darling understands all this
For I have entered into my strength,
And the word obeyed my call”;
if she did that who could say
What will be sifted through the sieve?
I might throw the poor words away
And be content to live.
(Translated by Wang Jiaxin)