Transparent
                        men and women 
                        Men and women more beautiful than colored
                        butterflies 
                        Maybe really a group colored butterflies  
                        Dancing from Zhuangzi s big dream But
                        I see cities, crystal transparent cities 
                        Like citys dream, citys love 
                        Through
                        the walls could reach the other shore  
                        Light, may transcend time 
                        Above the sea surface of time, boats of
                        light are flying 
                        On a little island 
                        I see other men and women 
                        This
                        calendar tells us a window 
                        After days are still another days 
                        It is the illusion of days that besiege
                        us 
                        Just as my flesh is my own shadow 
                        Yesterdays
                        leafs and water drops 
                        Pebbles I played with in my childhood 
                        The sun I see for the first time 
                        Those all things are smiling in a house
                        of light 
                        Eyes
                        of men and women 
                        Eyes more charming than the rainbow 
                        On vibrant morning 
                        In intoxicating dusk 
                        Flying water drowned men and women 
                        I
                        found one sun in my own chest  
                        I discovered cities in my head 
                        The water of the past turned into crystal,
                        diamond 
                        There are stars sailing in my bones 
                        Ah,
                        a young girl in dream 
                        Maybe came from some day a hundred years
                        ago 
                        Still I miss that moment 
                        That vision disappeared when I wake up 
                        That
                        momentary smile, how warm it was 
                        Who made you appear in my dream? 
                        I
                        believe in dream, as I believe in the sun 
                        And in dreamland I saw another me 
                        Shadows
                        of Phoenix and Unicorn 
                        Once in dream came down 
                        On the mountain top 
                        I dreamed a house of heaven 
                        Blood
                        is another river 
                        Blood in my body also has its own dream 
                        I set foot on a ladder of days 
                        But on the other mountain 
                        Leisurely Im flying  
                        Shadows
                        of men and women 
                        Blooms in a smile  
                        The seasons of men and women 
                        Days are like pieces of stones 
                        I
                        opened an photo album sealed for many
                        years 
                        I saw Yellow Emperor rambling in the city 
                        One shadow is among many shadows 
                        On another wild field 
                        Ancient years are shouting and fighting 
                        On
                        grassland all kinds of flowers are
                        laughing 
                        Living in glass I 
                        Dont know their names 
                        Water
                        of yearning, water of sweet and fragrant
                        spring  
                        Fly from inside rocks 
                        A girl is like a colorful flying phoenix  
                        Only
                        dream tells us the illusory of time 
                        Outside time's gate 
                        There is another sun 
                        Who
                        was playing games inside ancient rocks 
                        Igniting gold piece by piece 
                        On pieces of transparent boulders  
                        Drawing seas and cities 
                        I
                        was sitting in a house filed with light 
                        With a picture album hold in my hand 
                        In the buildings of ancient times 
                        Caught sight of the future emperors 
                        Whos
                        blood was the plum flower drinking 
                        Which girls song was it singing 
                        When I got up 
                        I saw a white jade, glittering its smile  
                        In
                        the age when rock drifted fragrance 
                        Queen Mother of the West was a witch  
                        Tow eyes have intoxicated the handsome
                        and strong MU Tianzi 
                        This
                        is a gold sculpture 
                        But I dont know  
                        Am I in times of heaven or mundane? 
                        On
                        days when Goddess stepped on auspicious
                        clouds 
                        Where am I? 
                        On which star  
                        Still preserves my house of past? 
                        Form
                        east to west 
                        There is a road of gold 
                        Perhaps there is a blonde  
                        To be my companion of tomorrow 
                        The
                        earth is a crystal jade 
                        In lovers mouth 
                        Atmosphere is as sweet as wines  
                        And
                        in one dreamland 
                        I'm still a baby 
                        Every
                        city and county I passed by 
                        Have all left my shadow  
                        Thousand years after they will still be
                        golden and shining  
                        Bread
                        that I eat was my own blood  
                        A girl that I loved once loved me a
                        thousand years ago 
                        I
                        saw in the arms of the rocks 
                        Girls were lying down, cheeks fresh and
                        red  
                        Skins were as transparent as jade 
                        Hieroglyphs
                        and letters 
                        Were glittering and shining on the sun  
                        God
                        is holding a brush in his hand 
                        Waving a pen in heaven 
                        Those cities of gold and silver  
                        In an eye's twinkling flew toward the
                        human world 
                        On
                        the edge of a big river bank 
                        There was one house of mine 
                        A garden yielded full of golden fruits 
                        On
                        the other mountain, red plum blossomed
                        spreading the top 
                        My shadow turned into a Kylin 
                        In
                        the house built with white jade 
                        I wrote down a volume of poetry 
                        Each line of verse is a star in the blue
                        sky  
                        A
                        tortuous, quite and secluded path 
                        Walked through from a garden  
                        The sun shed its golden drizzle 
                        Golden
                        spiral ladders  
                        Was in another crystal sky 
                        I opened my own head 
                        There are more suns  
                        Spinning ,singing  
                        Girl
                        of light, petal of smile 
                        On a lake green-jade-like 
                        Reflecting the red houses 
                        A cluster of green leaves transmit bright
                        red lips 
                        Smiling
                        faces of the alley paved by stones 
                        To where shall it lead me? 
                        Blooming peach tree of early spring 
                        Upon the hillside ,bees of sunlight are
                        buzzing 
                        Through
                        the street of trams and crowd  
                        In front of the glorious and magnificent
                        mansions 
                        Look up forward a piece of crystal blue
                        sky 
                        In the thoughts of white clouds 
                        Is the city beautiful? 
                        Along the street of billboards and neon
                        lights 
                        Big trees covered with green hair 
                        Enable me miss the distant mountains and
                        the clear springs 
                        Childrens
                        smiling faces are no unfamiliar 
                        Black jade eyes, pink lips 
                        At this moment, men and women flow stream
                        endlessly 
                        It was fashion and vanity that noised the
                        street 
                        I
                        planted myself here 
                        Left a thousand shadows 
                        To cultivate a thousand gardens 
                        To pave the gold onto road like the
                        stones  
                        Let every stone melt into crystal 
                        In
                        wind language there were sounds of stars  
                        Rocks and pine trees of distant mountains 
                        Poetry rhythm of the sea 
                        There were underground buried dreaming
                        words of ancient people, blooming red
                        flower  
                        And there were remote poems I eager to go
                        back 
                        Every
                        single green tree beside the street loves
                        us 
                        Under the hot sun, wordless green shade 
                        Every flower has its own language 
                        People with crystal eyes 
                        Will see flower's smile 
                        Ah,
                        every time the sun rises 
                        We all woke up from death 
                        The dead us,where have been kept?  
                        Do not belittle a stone 
                        It hummed the song of universe 
                        The
                        young girl's smiling face of the very
                        days  
                        Turned into a white cloud 
                        Upon the mirror face of the sky 
                        All the saints could be seen 
                        I
                        was silent in the fire, went through  
                        The flame of men and women 
                        In the high streets and back lanes of
                        cities 
                        Wind of time blown colorful flags 
                        Under the blue sky, river of life is
                        flouring and rushing 
                        I
                        tried to open the memory door 
                        On another planet 
                        Leisure and happy time 
                        The night of death subsided 
                        And on the red clouds of dawn 
                        Golden smile face of the sun 
                        The
                        initial men and women  
                        Men and women without names 
                        Men and women created God 
                        The
                        initial poets were a couple of lovers 
                        When the blood started to sing 
                        I heard the language of the sun and stars 
                        On
                        some wonderful and joyous occasions the
                        sun smiled outside the window  
                        A young girl walked into your window 
                        Her eyes are two stars 
                        Came from ancient space 
                        How
                        transient this prosperity in front of us 
                        This street, city of labyrinth  
                        The old man sitting on the street playing
                        with chess  
                        Still missing the house of gone away 
                        The
                        young girl of that very year was still
                        walking past the street 
                        Only turned into a transparent shadow 
                        Tomorrow is in white clouds' hometown 
                        Tomorrows sun is still smiling and
                        silent 
                        Every
                        moment of mine is departing me 
                        Big birds of time were darting in the sky 
                        Brightly coloured feathers 
                        Glitter in the sky, knowing nowhere to
                        leisurely fly down  
                        In
                        a palace  
                        Im an old man, sitting on golden
                        chair 
                        Missing me 
                        I
                        walked into a stone 
                        Saw another sky 
                        On a vast sea 
                        There was an island of peach flower 
                        Days
                        of riding a Phoenix  
                        Where are my companions 
                        Walking on the street of Wangfujing 
                        I miss the Yellow emperor riding a dragon
                        up to the heaven 
                        Light
                        is my only food 
                        Light of the sun, moon, and stars 
                        Became my bones 
                        Ancient
                        Greek and Rome 
                        Is now in front of me 
                        Poems of Homer and Sappho  
                        Turned into my sweet spring 
                        Many
                        countries I travelled 
                        Flying in the space-time of words 
                        A thousand years and ten thousand years 
                        Made me lament: transience 
                        And
                        now every drop of blood today  
                        Is all a ruby 
                        Every inch of the land I've stepped on  
                        Is all ancient gold 
                        Whose
                        jade body am I walking on? 
                        Ancient sweet and beautiful songs 
                        Enables me fall in love with the ancient
                        girl 
                        In
                        a transparent jade  
                        Will your laughter be preserved? 
                        Sometimes on one star 
                        I saw your beautiful face 
                        Ah,
                        golden words 
                        Stars of east and west 
                        How many poets kingdom they have
                        entered? 
                        Strings
                        of shining glorious names 
                        Engraved on the chest of the sun 
                        Upon the ocean of the sky 
                        How many happy gardens are there? 
                        I'm
                        just fluttering away  
                        Making a temporary farewell from the
                        mundane world for a millennium 
                        When Sappho returns again 
                        A new song must be chanted 
                        Days
                        of labyrinth in front of us 
                        Time played the strings of the sun and
                        the moon 
                        Words flied from the stars 
                        I
                        walked into the days of phantom
                        overlapped  
                        I cant tell the past from the
                        future 
                        Now Im alone and unconventional 
                        And under the sun I lost the shadow  
                        Is
                        this body accompanied me  
                        The narrow boat of time? 
                        Above the waves of the Three Gorges 
                        I galloped forward 
                        Understand
                        the songs of green shade 
                        Drink a wine of silent time 
                        A golden daisy  
                        During my mid nap 
                        Turned into a girl 
                        Poplars
                        and willows on lake shore stand by each
                        sides  
                        Are they still waiting 
                        The lovers strolling in the evening? 
                        The
                        sunset is waving a handkerchief of
                        twilight 
                        The light of love 
                        Is soaring in the clean breeze 
                        Pairs
                        of star eyes  
                        Where are they twinkling today? 
                        On whose forehead they are inlaid  
                        Singing and chanting to me now? 
                        I
                        stepped across the gates of light  
                        Having no idea where to wake up from
                        drunken sleep 
                        In the labyrinth weaved by the light  
                        Drink up the sweet wine of words to my
                        heart content 
                        Those
                        golden smiling faces  
                        Come from east and west 
                        In the kingdom of poetry  
                        Bosom friends and partners everywhere
                        abound  
                        I
                        lingered about in day times  
                        Opened doors and windows in the wall of
                        light  
                        Had a sweet deep sleep in the white jade
                        case 
                        Dreaming of my own footprints 
                        Radiating golden light in the sky  
                        Loneliness
                        became God 
                        Will loneliness hear the words of sky? 
                        Swim across the long river of shadow 
                        Im a shadow forgetting himself 
                        In
                        a house by the street 
                        What kind of time there have been ? 
                        Every day on the earth 
                        Flame of time, burns endlessly 
                        Let
                        red lips of lovers fade 
                        Black hair run into dust 
                        Smell the fragrance of the mud 
                        Whose love do you think and recollect? 
                        Everything
                        is colorful and transparent 
                        Every stone keeps its own memory 
                        A pile of shattered stone statues 
                        Smile at me in the sun 
                        Maybe we'd known each other a thousand
                        years ago 
                        Blood
                        of stone is golden and transparent 
                        Time flower is gold and precious stones 
                        Where are the charming figures today? 
                        Left rolls and volumes poetry of light
                        behind 
                        Those shadows are still brilliant 
                        Vivid and bright-colored as ever in
                        transparent words 
                        A
                        withered flower has a beautiful memory 
                        An instant bloom embraces eternity 
                        Memory walks to memory, where shall we go?
                         
                        The first drop of water turned into an
                        ocean 
                        All things I witnessed come from the past 
                        Tomorrow will born in my palm 
                        By whom the chess pieces of the stars are
                        driven? 
                        In whose eyes the earth is also a chess
                        piece 
                        I
                        watched my own life on the earth  
                        Drinking water, having meals, heart full
                        of yearning  
                        Another me perhaps always keep me
                        accompany  
                        Only he knows my secrets 
                        Words I said may have been said  
                        Roads I traveled may have been traveled  
                        I seem to be repeating one by one the me
                        of the past 
                        On
                        my tired days, eager for fall down and
                        die 
                        Like zhuang Zi, became a free butterfly 
                        As soon as I wake up, I see the sun  
                        Auspicious clouds spread their fragrance
                        beside me 
                        Rivers
                        flowed out from the embrace of the
                        mountain  
                        Again back to the ancient sea 
                        My memory ocean maybe is just ahead 
                        Where
                        is the time hidden exactly? 
                        Come with no sign and go with no trace 
                        Upon the mirror surface of time 
                        Only see my own shadow  
                        My
                        songs can be heard by the stars 
                        Walk on the city street 
                        White clouds walk with me 
                        I
                        walked into a church 
                        Caught a sight of Jesus holding a baby in
                        his arms 
                        God stands in heaven,waits and watches us
                         
                        My
                        god is myself 
                        I sat in the heaven, looked at myself 
                        A big seven-colored bird  
                        Spread the wings of sky 
                        Watched me walking on the earth 
                        Death'
                        black night curtain 
                        Covered heaven of gold and silver  
                        At this moment where do I live on earth?  
                        Drink up all this glass of wine 
                        Blood of time is brewed into nectar 
                        No
                        time for hesitation and hovering 
                        Not to be sad in the face of heaven 
                        What cannot be retained is the shadow one
                        after another 
                        My songs are a paradise that will not
                        wither 
                        Who
                        is not hungry and thirsty in city desert? 
                        Colorful sand and gravel accumulated into
                        time 
                        Flame refined out transparent bones 
                        Drink the bright jade body  
                        More brighter and glorious than diamonds 
                        In
                        pavilions of sky,read volumes of golden
                        books  
                        In time and space labyrinth,write volumes
                        of poetry  
                        In
                        the world of mortals, who is my bosom
                        friend? 
                        Caress a street tree, listen to the
                        whisper of the green leaves 
                        Transparent
                        crystal world, countless brilliant
                        smiling faces 
                        Open the wall thus can walk into 
                        A house full of laughter 
                        Tomorrow
                        is just a landscape 
                        Long has been hanging in the balcony of
                        sky 
                        The sun walked forth and back in the sky 
                        Made tomorrows lunch prepared 
                        Let
                        me sit down and caress the times
                        silk 
                        Cut it to make you a new dress 
                        Walk into the bosom of the sun 
                        Through the flame 
                        And turn into a beam of pure light 
                        Glass
                        of the blue sky, melted in the flame 
                        You will see the young girl singing on
                        the star 
                        Garden of earth blossom once again 
                        The human world is full of transparent
                        butterflies flying all around 
                        Labyrinth
                        city, colorful river 
                        Wind blows flags of dream 
                        In whose blood the ancient song is
                        sounded? 
                        The Hurrying footsteps beat the drum for
                        an expedition 
                        Those
                        eyes glistering starry bright 
                        Seems contain ancient sweet spring 
                        A seed of gold 
                        Is sprouting on your palm, full of bloom 
                         
                         
                        Beijing,
                        August 1998 
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