If poetry and beauty exist in this world
I will spend my life searching for them
In our youth, we explored space with ease
From our home, campus to nights spent at foreign hostels
Nostalgia and loneliness are our most precious harvests
As we grow up, we choose to wander in time
From a passionate kid, to an errant youth and then comes old age
We are obsessed with the memory of innocent love
In fact, in our life we have been waiting
Waiting for true companionship, heartfelt wishes, and happiness
Finally, all the companionship, wishes, and happiness
Converged at the tenderest and sweetest corner of our heart
A promised land called poetry and beauty
In fact, the world has always been in our heart
Beauty too has always been in our heart
Let go of all the unnecessary hustle and bustle
What we feel in the heart we express in words
If only we cry out bravely
We will find that we ourselves are poetry and beauty.