The east is sea
The west is plateau
From the towering skyscrapers of the Bund in Shanghai
To the Kunlun Mountains with snowy skies even in June
Few people take this path in Present
The Qinghai Tibet Plateau appears desolate and remote
The continuous snow capped mountains resemble silver dragons
Lying on the horizon
Samye
Wind chimes hang on the eaves
And sing softly eternal Brahma
To summon the souls of believers
How sad grasshopper is
Flying non-stop but being pulled down
Want to break free the thread which tied to the leg
It's dawn
The rosy glow of dawn is so beautiful that it makes me cry
A snail in the corner of the wall
Waving goodbye to yesterday's home again
Carrying a heavy shell
Slowly, slowly move forward