My World, Your Voice

Just listen to the birds singing for their leader

But the sky is dark and light

Even though it’s already past eight o’clock in the evening

It does not affect machines from operating

Living in the city, longing for a wild mountain village

Live on a farm, miss the city’s glamorous fireworks

Animals like to see strange phenomena,

And humans also like to challenge impossible miracles

This lively and interesting paradise of life and death,

It’s like poetry.

Yongjing

^The Article of Nature^