Okay

Lost and searching, an independent personality—when has the world outside ever given a perfect response? Loss and resilience, a moving plot—is it worth finding a reason to be strong? Pride and aloofness, a muddled confession—who can offer a shoulder to cry on? "He who touches cinnabar is stained red, he who touches ink is stained black." But when cinnabar and ink meet, is it cinnabar-black or ink-red? Mountain flows to water, water flows to sky, beyond the sky there is sky—can that sky still be the same sky? A waning moon, a full moon, which is the true moon? The me of before, the me of now—are they the same me, and which is the real me? I am about to die; the me that is alive, am I living in the past or in the future? Is the me of now alive or dead? Does space vanish with time? How much distance is there between life and death? The surface is very surface, the deep is still surface; the deep of surface is forever surface, the surface of deep is forever deep. I have wept until the words failed, crying out "long live the heavens"; I have been so heartbroken I wanted to raise a thousand-fathom wave; I have gazed until my eyes ached, hating it but unable to stop; I have been etched into bone and heart, singing a verse of "Once Was the Most Beautiful"; I have lingered under flowers and moonlight, sighing year after year; I have seen the seas turn to mulberry fields, still remembering the year we struck the water; I have known high mountains and flowing waters, with Ziqi turning a respectful glance; I have shared the worries of the country, with Du Gong rejoicing with me; I have roamed ninety thousand li, a nameless life lived whole; and I have a virtual kingdom where I can walk shoulder to shoulder with the Iron Man. Alas! The bustle of the world is no more than this! The pleasure to be enjoyed is only this much!! Thanks, thanks; three bows to you all. With this I stop, with this I stop. Heaven has me, and I have heaven; heaven without me, I still have it; under heaven there is only me—to be sole sovereign, why not? Without me, why not be sole sovereign? Whether I am sole sovereign or not, what is it to me? What is it to me? Why keep it around?