Longlonelynight,accompaniedmetowardspring,summer,autumnandwinter.Onenight,thespringbreezeiscoolallnightlong.Thespringbreezebringswarmgreetings;thespringrainmoistensthedryheart;theflowersinspring,thefragrance,thedrysmile;thesunshineinspring,thedimandhelplessheart.Thetext,suchasthespiritofspring,withwaterisgenerallytoosmall,Islippedintotheweteyes,letmefeelthecharmandtemperaturecharacter.Heart,wanttobefree,butcannotflyoutofthecageinacocoonaroundoneself.Iwanttousethewordasthekeytoopenthecages;Iwanttousethewordfortheirownsingingasongtosingthere,butwhocanwithmetoreadtenthousandbooks,travelingthousandsofmiles;Iwanttousetexttoresolvetheheartsofthecharacters,suchasdepression,Texasnightwind,inthetempleofthepartytoleadtheentiretext,thestageisthereleaseoftherhythm,melody,splendidandenchanting,tenderandromantic,butwhocandancewithmeonenightpsychedelicdance;Iwanttousethetext,enteralllaughcountry,lovewiththepersonwholovewalkingsilentlyinthetextinperson,lovewillhideinthetextinthevoiceoffriends,thelonelysolointhetextoftheunrestrainednightbestie,atinymindishappywithfloatinginthedarknessoftheinkinthelifeanddeath,butwhoisasclearasnoondaymyheart?Wordscannotdowithoutthepeoplewholoveyouandyourlovedones;cannotdowithoutriceteadailynecessaries;cannotdowithoutthedreamrainbowlikedream;cannotdowithoutdepressionandhappiness;cannotdowithoutsour,sweet,bitter,hot.Thetexthasrichpicture,unplugthegoldenrice,writedownthejoyofharvest;arainydaysweetspringwater,moistenseveryinchoftheland;therearewintericethousandsofmiles,miles,aspectacle.Words,likechildhood,havesuchatraceofsweettaste.Thechildhood,mouthchewingandsoftandsweetcottoncandy,ontheotherhandTomatoesonsticks,andbuddies,whilewalkingandsinging,akindoflightofheartfromcaresweet,isanyoneofourseasonoflife,cannotbereplacedby.Thetext,likenostalgia,alwaysbringpeoplealittlebitsour.Myhometown,isalwaysinourheartsasourandsweet.Thereturnoftheoldparentseagerlylookforwardtothechildren,aroothair,awrinkleintellingtheirlonelinessanddreamofhope.Perhapssomeofthecountry,themountainswereleveled,thewaterisnolongerclear,ricefieldsintonewhouses,onlythedepthsofthemountainflowersstillfragrance.Asincense,yesterdaylingersintheheart,alittlesour,thickcare,stillinfullbloomintheheartsofeachparentsandchildrenlivingawayfromhome.
