Life is a snow

Life is a philosophical particle

Everyone sees the world disappear on the horizon---

Puppetry has a fascinating history

Does the world really run away from life?

There are mistakes in everyone's view

But it is proven, within the bounds of prudence--

How much noise, the lantern meets the void

Unseen in the midst of seeing, where is the sense!

Life is a snow

Existence fades away

In the sky, sometimes on the ground, sometimes in the water

Never fly to an aerial destination

Falling on a solid block of ice whose head is cracked

This story is heavy for him.

The world smiles with light and beauty

The unseen clipped my wings,

The body is like snow, waiting to melt

Ask in solitude, silence, who are you?