No matter how insignificant,
I wonder if it’s my little life
If you choose joy and sorrow,
On the margin of error
The moment I feel it, I make up my mind
It was often elaborately carved.
Even though I know it’s nothing
In front of all given reality
Still, confident and fan
Always through transactions with yourself
For new joy
Kill your breath and be careful and careful.
Like a tightrope walker without spectators
Lonely, lonely…
Pushed by even greater losses
Soothing the unavoidable joys
All successes and failures,
I went back and forth between happiness and unhappiness.
Because I have lived hard.
Unpredictable
What is happiness? Even uncertainty
Even if it’s another ordeal
Willing to negotiate with me
They just believe in me.