There was a long time
I thought that poem
Just to show gorgeous
Or just to show good qualities
Better than
The bright moon at night

There was a long time
I thought that poem
Just to help others laugh
Or just to suppress the sadness of parting
Dispatching the loyalty of emotions
Made the evil spirits and the gods sad

Great conjecture, since
Only I understood in the world
Your thin and beautiful frame
Was as pretty as the poignant beauty of plum blossoms
Only you knew in the world
I have looked the messages in poetry lighter and lighter
No longer complaining that the good-looking was so easy to die away
Beyond this mortal world
Why, I
Needed to hold up this black nib
Created all this endless spring, boundless thinking