思鄉

我舉頭不是望月

你連月亮的影子也找不到

我怕淚水落下來。我趁機張嘴

想象自己吞下一朵七角形的雪花

Homesickness 

I raise my head, not looking at the moon 

You can not even find its shadow 

I am afraid tears will fall. I take the chance to open my mouth 

And imagine myself swallowing a heptagonal snowflake