"Modern Poetry" Spirit and Flesh

When you come to this world, you always have to go through something

Including pain and loneliness, merit will be complete

Worthy of the value of life

Open the gaps in fate and look at those

Fly camp dog, still unconscious

The fig leaf that had been ripped off emitted the smell of corpses

Angular like a mountain

Even in the midst of a storm

Yin's red blood was still as hot as magma

When the flesh turns to dust

And the eternal life of the soul is also a great beauty

Or wake up, or deserve it