When the melted snow sings in the stream,
We hike it up,
Neither embarrassing in steep road, nor with perturbed,
Look at those laid-back people who do not understand:
Trek in the landscapes,
Only the forward beliefs are attached to heart.
The gains and losses are dispeled in sweat,
We are cleansing ouselves in the mountains.
Tiredness can't stop a power from heart.
Faith comes from the undulating grass’ calling.
Not about deep and shallow,
Standing on top of hill in a most plain posture.
In deep of soul, only the breeze is blowing.
Forgetting all obsession.
Closed all concerns.
The yoke of life is open like a flower.
Breathing is no longer rapid, and the pace is no longer in a hurry.
No related to Romantic, Lowliness and Honour,
Over the years,
It perishs and booms,
But lives endlessly.
Vicissitudes, Youth and Sand,
Put all my inner distractions into dense pine forest.
Ups and downs, Smiles and Time,
Years after years, can only talk with the wind coming in.
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