Returning(oringinal translation

Standing on a grassland night,

Kneel down and kiss the land under your feet.

The smell of earth came into my nostrils.

Raise your hands and yearn to reach the stars.

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I know the stars blinking high and far away.

A rebellious son,

I have cursed myself and this land more than a hundred times.

The broad shoulders of the land accepted me.

But I watched from a distance.

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I don't believe in miracles, I don't believe in the illusion of peace.

People are born with umbilical cord.

The blood flowing from a person born is the umbilical cord given by his hometown.

No matter how you deny it, it won't help.

Returning(oringinal translation of works)

Kissing my homeland and embracing my homeland is my gift to you.

Although such a reward seems meagre.

I would like to use all my love for you, the people of my hometown, the water of my hometown, the land of my hometown and the customs of my hometown.

Please accept my rebellious child.

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Ten thousand mistakes,

It will take the next 50 years to pay back.

Although I sit in the dark, damp looking room,

I look forward to seeing me every day.

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But I was disappointed.

Because time may be coming to an end, no longer flowing.

Therefore, I will not waste the most precious diamond - time, I will guard the son of life with sensitivity and quiet silence - time.

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