江南 || Jiangnan

HwangChungJyuen

Through the stream of flow

Shoring from a piece of boat

Through the stream of life

Paving a piece of brick in black

Bringing up the tearing willow

Sweeping away the sleeting snow

Across the either ends of bridge

With a half time of my life

With a half time of my life

You open an oil-paper umbrella

Since the first brick on one side.

Crossing the bridge above the flowing stream

Till the last step on other side,

With the umbrella closed and your whole life.