Quote Of Daily February 21

 The summer sun goes away, the clouds drift away, making the summer sad

in the burning fields, leaving the birds sadly missing the forest leaves

Who knows whether mother is happy or sad when she calls him closer

telling him to sit, mother plucks out gray hair, the two sisters have the same gray hair

His eyes are sad, wandering around the early days, leaving behind three patches of coconut on the old village path, in the sun and rain

Who is far from the source, let me sit

remembering the green bamboo fences, the sky of memories

suddenly craving bitter vegetables to cook soup

Please let me be a cloud and fly everywhere

Visiting the distant homeland from the step of separation

Please let me be the wind, gently swaying the folk song

The broken pieces of the sea will later be sweet words for each other

Please revive the simple love,

wandering around the early days, leaving behind three patches of coconut on the old village path, in the sun and rain

Please let the summer sun be the source, let me sit and remember the green bamboo fences, the sky of memories

Suddenly craving bitter vegetables to cook soup ...