On the Journey
Sun is to set, yet not much has been done
You ask yourself honestly
Have you made any marks?
Life may seem splendid in Jiangnan
But I am in no state of freedom.
In leisure, I read epic figures of the Chinese past
Sometimes to my surprise
They appeared in my dreams.
I am alone on days of lunar new year
Travel east today
West the next.
I failed to connect my sports teammates
Left piles of newly acquired books unread.
It becomes luxury to read snugly at home fireplace
Looking out of the window in the hotel
It is snow and rain.