Sunset

I broke the setting sun

It also crushed the moonlight

Sprinkle it on you

You have the holy light

I left the stage in disappointment

I broke the setting sun

Borrowed a bowl of clear soup

I want to wait for a beam of moonlight

But the reflection is all your appearance

I broke the setting sun

Looking at the incomplete moonlight

Secretly sad in the heart

Thinking of the distant places in poetry

I broke the setting sun

The dazzling light shone on my face

There is the youth and arrogance of a young man inside

I picked up a piece of debris

There is my appearance inside

Break the setting sun

The ground was covered with orange and yellow

The fiery clouds on the horizon are all laughing at my absurdity

Forgive me. I just can't bear to let go of this unbearable past

Blend in the clear and pure moonlight