(110) Thunder

2021—114 (Original)

I fold my wings for a long hundred days and nights,

My new wings have not yet grown.

I leave my new star,

For the love of the world,

It's been a long, long time.

Late autumn does not stop frost,

It also attracted snow.

My pride was buried under the imperial capital,

My new wings are being generated,

My eyes are also becoming clearer,

Just wait for a thunderclap,

I will not repeat the old star path,

And straight to the nova path.