A Night Talk at the Seaside
The sea wind has pushed open the window;
The moonlight has stolen into the house.
Why do you have glistening teardrops，
While overlooking the sea by the window?
Is it because the world is too small
To hold your bitterness?
Is it because the world is too big
For you to find your way?
When the tides tirelessly lap the shore，
A far-away small island
That has experienced many changes
Will say to you，
Adversity is not necessarily agony;
Smoothness is not necessarily happiness.
Walk towards the silvery sand beach;
Throw all your trouble into the sea.
Open your heart
In the dim light of the night，
And tell her everything
If you like！
