Chapter 9 Nine

May the wind not howl like this tonight May the night not be as far away as tonight May your travels be less dangerous May danger not swallow your courage May Yashu shake my arm for me May Xing'er look at you more for me May every bougainvillea give you one May your steps not be entangled by the tears of your hometown May you not give up tenderness for cruelty I hope you don't have a long-term relationship with a sword that can't wield your will May you still love deeply and exclusively May your hate not be stomped by love night, hid in your body like a tomb and like a cradle

The wind drowns your feet Signs funerals are like blowing trumpets my heart split in two half worried about you, half proud of you well, it's true you will wait for me Wait until all the seeds in my basket are sown Wait till I bring home the stray wild bee boat tents, cottages, factory sheds Light the lamps and torches Waiting for me to read one bright or dark window after another finish speaking with bright or dim souls Waiting for the avenue to become a song Waiting for love to come to the sun when the wide galaxy washes away from us you have to wait for me patiently Build a loyal little raft

well, it's true you will never change your mind Even though my soft hands are chapped The redness of youth has faded on the cheeks Even if my flute bleeds And the ice and snow don't melt in advance Even if there is a chasing whip behind and a cliff in front of you Even if darkness catches up with me before dawn I sink with the earth Didn't even have time to release a lovesick bird But your waiting and loyalty it is me pay the price of sacrifice now let them shoot me I will walk leisurely across the open come to you, come to you long hair blowing in the wind I am the lily in your shower

a boat for some reason stranded obliquely on deserted reef The paint hasn't faded yet the sail is broken no shade Not even the grass will grow high tide sea only a few meters away from it waves panting Waterfowl beat their wings anxiously infinite sea Despite the vast territory within walking distance but lost the last strength separated by an eternal distance they look wistfully Love crosses the boundary between life and death century space Intertwined with eternal new eyes is it true love will rot with the planks of the ship Is it the flying soul Imprisoned for life at the threshold of liberty

i'm at my latitude but dreaming of migratory birds dream of white snow dream about icy road Behind the vermilion palace walls a dull bell tearing apart the still twilight oh i dreamed Cherry Valley after the rain open round dance skirt i dreamed Small pine trees gather to speak There is a song like spring water in the wind and sand So, under frosty lashes Glittering tropical sunshine So, in the frozen palms Blood conveys the most reliable spring breeze And blessed by the street lamps every intersection on the lips that kissed goodbye repeatedly acquiesced not just love

I am between the tide and the greenery Dreaming of fighting against the wind and snow Stand on my shoulders, dear— you have to be brave The black wall looms and approaches bloodthirsty, sullen threats The waves raised their sharp little claws Thousands of grasped wounds are torn apart pain soaks my silence silence cast iron If my chest, can't withstand all blows for you Darling, you have to be brave stand on my shoulders Be gentle, honey The low cloud head is a sign it's snowing in the north The cold current disbands the fleet like slaughtering butterflies Sailors return to land and gather on the shore

Your manly broad palm caresses the idle tiller and mast when those besieged eyes turned to you - all contain tears Be gentle, honey stand on my shoulders baby you want to be happier Seagulls will return The latitude and longitude at which the sun has passed through the Western Hemisphere Tomorrow, clear morning lake White roses will bloom around us do you feel lonely maybe you're tired but listen to me honey When glowing faith takes your bearings you want to be happier