Reflections of the Crystal

This mirror reflects everyone's image,

And the warm breath,

Every time.

The crystal waits at the bottom of the lake,

with languid fish dragging on its surface.

Peach Blooms in a Sunny Day

If the seasons were gone,

The time, the day, and the night disappeared,

Stop to turn the calendar, under the blue sky,

Peach is in full bloom.

If the seasons come back again,

With the time, the day, and the night followed.

Can't stop to turn the calendar, under the blue sky,

Peach blooms in spring wind.