Hada Wen / Xingchen first stepped on the grassland friend to present a white Hada I with great reverence to collect the auspicious souvenirs back to the hometown is far away from the door of the old house to accompany generations

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First time stepping onto the prairie

A friend offers a white hatta

I feel a great deal of reverence

It houses a collection of auspicious keepsakes

The way back home is far

In front of the old house

An old almond tree that has accompanied generations

Always be the first to get into the eye

But this time it was chilling

It should have been a leafy almond tree

The leaves are curled and the small apricots are all over the ground

It was dying

I pulled out the treasured Hada

The ground is tied to the trunk

Trying to borrow a magical force

Save this childhood friend

Happy to go back

Leave with a sense of sadness

The following year, the same season

I came to the old tree again

Purple trunk

He had run out of blood all over his body

And tied to the trunk of the hada

It is more pale in color

Then tenacious life

It will eventually sink in the clouds

For the world

Just a memory

A thought