When dawn comes, I will pack stubbornness into my bags again

I woke up from last night's drunken dream,

When the first rays of light break through the sky,

Sneaking into my room,

I gently opened my blurry eyes.

Dreams are like mirrors that have been knocked over on the ground,

fragmented

Suddenly, suddenly, the mirror broke and circled again,

Slowly emerge from the depths of my mind.

That time,

The moon bends and hangs in the blue sky,

Starlight twinkling among the clouds.

Magpies chirp on the branches,

I stretched out my arms and stretched out.

Comb clean and ready to go.

I put stubbornness and bagged it again.

I'm going to get on the first train in the morning,

No matter where it will go,

Because, I know,

That must be the far side I am going to pursue and reach.

Original: There is a word Hao Jie! (Infringement must be investigated)