In the morning,I strolled along the river bank with my friend

And deleted the no questioning in his poems

Now pick it up and put it here

Liuyang River, Nianjia Lake and you are all made of water

I am stepping the twilight between endurance and ennui of time

It is the 15th day today in lunar calendar

But we are both alone: the bright moon in the sky and me

Only the wind is chattering, the vast moonlight is the sound from one thousand miles away.

I can’t find a suitable word to set my mood at this moment

It’s better to take the title of a new poetry collection of Niepei’s

Yes, the peace that can not be reached

Is the absence of a poem

It makes the night no longer perfect.