Chapter 5 Fives

one At night, over the warning line of street lights to put out the stars The wind follows and shakes every poplar tree make a tidal noise let's go too to fight for the sky or make a little leaf respond to the singing of the forest two I'm not afraid to appear weak in front of you Let the high-speed traffic Smash the grandeur of the city the world is on your shoulders there is a safe gap night pierced by headlights orange horizon we are lonely But it is my thin shadow stand with you three when you are just you I'm just me when we quarrel we reconcile a pair of weird friends

when you are no longer you when i'm no longer me between our arms no melting point no gap Four without you If it is not a foreign land Light rain, fallen leaves, footsteps if no explanation If not fortified Road pillars, horizontal lines, traffic rods if we don't meet If we can forget when we meet silence, shadow, long Fives I feel: this moment is fading away become a thing of the past become a memory your sparkling smile floating on in layers of tears I feel: tonight and tomorrow after a long life Heart and heart, how many years to trek to meet at the other end of the world

i want to ask you stand for a while.under the street light I just silently turn my face away six The night closes behind you you go to the night sky become a puzzle a cold teardrop hanging on the face of "eternity" hiding in my remaining dreams I will never complain my personal misfortune missed youth deformed soul countless sleepless nights leaving painful memories I overturned one definition after another I broke layers of shackles only in my heart An eye-catching ruin... But I stand up standing on the broad horizon no one, no means can push me down again If it were me, lying in the tomb of the "martyrs"

Moss has eroded the writing on the slate If it were me, I would taste the flavor behind bars The law that contends with the shackles for truth If it were me, I would describe it as haggard and haggard The toil of atonement never ends if it were me, just my tragedy— i may have forgiven my tears and anger maybe calm down But for the father of the children for the children of fathers For the various monuments That silent question no longer makes people tremble For the picture of sleeping on the street no longer blind our eyes For innocent children a hundred years from now No guessing about the history we left behind

For the blank of the motherland For the ups and downs of the nation for the purity of the sky and the uprightness of the way I demand the truth! an overturned wine glass The stone road floats in the moonlight where the grass overwhelms Lost an azalea Eucalyptus forest spins up The stars make up a kaleidoscope rusty anchor Eyes reflect dizzy sky Block the candlelight with an upright book fingers lightly in mouth in the fragile silence half dream in the stream of time night and night close together We removed from the assembly line of the factory Come home again in an assembly line

over our heads The assembly line of stars pulls across the sky beside us The little tree is in a daze on the assembly line the stars must be tired thousands of years passed their travels never change little tree is sick soot and monotony make them lost lines and colors I feel everything with a common beat but strange the only thing i can't feel my own existence like trees and stars or out of habit a foregone conclusion for oneself no more power to care i can't fight the wall only the desire to resist What am I?What is it? Very likely it's my aging skin I can't feel the rain and cold

I can't accept the fragrance of Milan or i'm just a plantain decoratively parasitic in its mud crevices My accident determines its inevitability At night, the wall comes alive protruding soft pseudopods squeeze me blackmail me Want me to adapt to various shapes I fled to the street in terror found the same nightmare hanging on everyone's heels One after another cringing eyes a cold wall finally, I understand The first thing I have to rebel against is my compromise with the wall, and insecurities about the world