Each incision and suture tear water
I look in the big bubble
Candle has never been an indelible
The rain in the wind
A life in full bloom in the flame
Silent prayer for the family life
I could hear it since ancient times the measure emphasizes
Dry nests is a simple kit
So much rain soaked the milk and Lu
I am the morning swell of land
I started to hit the road
Posture as you walk around a bunch of
Flower Festival
(B)
Mothers living in the water
For water in the milk of mothers
Rivers grow your hands
Dang, I-ching Dixin source Ancient Boat
The eyes of the blind I spit flame
The sun rolling steel
In the dream with a pair of pearl chain
As
I have been concerned about the blue cast bridge
Hence
Oh my spine
Arch into the soul of the - rainbow
每一滴泪水切开又缝合
把我从目光中泡大
一朵从未泯灭的红烛
在风中雨中
将一个生命盛开在火焰里
为骨肉人生默默祈祷
能听到我从古到今的啼声吗
干瘪的巢穴是一副简单的行囊
那么多乳汁浸透的雨和露
涨满我早晨的土地
我开始上路了
走的姿势象你身边的一束
祭花
（二）
以水为生的母亲
以乳汁为水的母亲
你的手上长出河流
荡我清涤心源的古船
我失明的眼睛吐出火苗
划着摇啊摇
太阳翻滚着钢铁
在梦中炼着一对珍珠
象星星点灯
一直关注我铸成蓝桥
从此
我的脊梁呵
拱成灵魂的——虹