1. When the scarlet gardenia blooms, the jujube tree dreams of small pink flowers again, and the green land bends into an arc... I hear the laughter in the middle of the night again; I quickly cut it off In my mind, I looked at the little caterpillar on the old white paper cover. It has a big head and a small tail, like a sunflower seed. It is only as big as half a grain of wheat. The color all over its body is so green that it is cute and pitiful. ——"Autumn Night" in "Weeds"

2. Wild grasses are not deep at all, and their flowers and leaves are not beautiful. However, they absorb dew, water, and the blood and flesh of the dead, and each takes it. survival. While it is alive, it will still be trampled on and cut down, until it dies and decays.

3. The past life is dead. I rejoice greatly in this death, for by this I know that it once lived. The life of death has decayed. I rejoice greatly in this decay, for by this I know that it is not empty.

4. It is my sin to leave the mud of life on the ground and grow no trees, only weeds.

5. The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is extremely moist and beautiful; it is the message of youth that is still vague, and it is the skin of an extremely strong virgin. In the snowy fields, there are blood-red camellias, single-petaled plum blossoms with hints of green in the white, and dark yellow bell-shaped wintersweet flowers; there are also cold green weeds under the snow. There were indeed no butterflies; whether bees came to gather nectar from camellias and plum blossoms, I can’t remember exactly. ——"Snow" in "Weeds"

6. When I am silent, I feel fulfilled; when I speak, I feel empty at the same time.

7. For my own sake, for the sake of friend and foe, man and beast, those whom I love and those whom I do not love, I hope that the decay of this weed will come quickly. Otherwise, I have not lived in the first place, which would be truly more unfortunate than death and decay.

8. I remember that there was a kind of very tiny pink flower that once bloomed. It is still blooming now, but it is even tinier. She shivered in the cold night air and dreamed about the arrival of spring. Dreaming about the arrival of autumn, dreaming about the thin poet wiping his tears on her last petals, telling her that although autumn is coming, winter is coming, but after that it will still be spring, with butterflies flying around and bees singing spring lyrics. . She then smiled, although her color turned miserable red from the cold, she still shrank. ——"Autumn Night" in "Weeds"

9. The underground fire is running and rushing underground; once the lava erupts, it will burn out all the weeds and trees, so nothing can decay.

10. But I am calm and happy. I will laugh and I will sing.

11. The world is so quiet that I cannot laugh and sing. If heaven and earth were not so peaceful, I might not be able to. Between light and darkness, life and death, past and future, I dedicate this tussock of wild grass as my pledge to friend and foe, man and beast, those I love and those I do not love.

12. I love my weeds, but I hate the ground decorated with weeds.

13. On a sunny day, when a whirlwind suddenly comes, it flies vigorously, shining brightly in the sunlight, like a fog containing flames, rotating and rising, filling the space, making the space rotate and Flashing upward. In the boundless wilderness, under the cold sky, what is shining and rotating is the spirit of rain... Yes, that is lonely snow, dead rain, and the spirit of rain. ——"Snow" in "Weeds"

14. But Qianzi, who had nothing left, was still silently piercing the strange and high sky like a subway, determined to control his death, regardless of his own interests. Blinking many bewildering eyes in various ways. ——"Autumn Night" in "Weeds"