巴巴地活着，我每天打水，煮饭，按时吃药 阳光好的时候就把我自己放进去，

Baba alive, I fetch water every day, cook, take medicine on time <br>the sun a good time to put myself into them, like put a piece of orange peel <br>tea shifts drink: chrysanthemum, jasmine, rose, lemon <br>these good things seem to me to spring on the road with <br><br>so I again hold down the heart of the snow <br>they are too white and too close to the spring <br><br>read your poetry in a clean yard. This is the world violations <br>of trance as suddenly flying sparrows children <br>and bringing a time. Ganchangcunduan not agree with me <br><br>if you send a book, I will not send you a poem <br>I want to give you a book on plants, on crops <br>to tell you the difference between rice and the tares <br>tell you a scary spring weeds

Baba is alive, and I drink water, cook, and take medicine on time. <br>Put myself in when the sun is good, like putting a piece of skin <br>Tea rotation drink: chrysanthemum, jasmine, rose, lemon <br>These beautiful things seem to take me on my way to spring <br><br>So I hold down the snow of my heart again and again <br>They're too white and too close to spring <br><br>Read your poetry in a clean yard. This human affair. <br>A taret like a sparrow flying over suddenly <br>And the light is clean. I'm not fit for liver and intestine severing. <br><br>If I send you a book, I won't send you poetry. <br>I'm going to give you a book about plants, about crops. <br>Tell you the difference between rice and hazelnuts. <br>Tell you a son's hearty spring

Baba lives. I draw water, cook and take medicine on time every day<br>Put myself in when the sun is good, like a piece of orange peel<br>Tea in turn: chrysanthemum, jasmine, rose, lemon<br>These beautiful things seem to take me on my way to spring<br>So I hold the snow inside me again and again<br>They are too white and too close to spring<br>Read your poetry in a clean yard. This human affair<br>Trance like a sparrow flying by<br>And time is clear. I'm not fit for heartbreak<br>If I send you a book, I will not send you Poetry<br>I want to give you a book about plants and crops<br>Tell you the difference between rice and barnyard grass<br>Tell you a timid spring of barnyard grass<br>