chained-up

For my first post, here’s my favourite Chinese poem, “The House Behind Me”.

I don’t know when it started I like to walk against the wind   feel the petals blowing against my face They’re like white, yellow and pink butterflies skipping in the air

I don’t know when it started   I like to run against the wind   gazing at the kites getting further away as they go higher They’re like my own dreams flying in the air

When I was small   I sat on the handles of my father’s tall bicycle   and felt his embrace Later, I sat behind him   and chattered on about the things that had happened that day

Now, I sit on the slope behind him   quietly watching him go about his day Further and further away   truly   further and further away.

Interesting vocabulary

逆风 (nì fēng) - Against the wind

越来越 (yuè lái yuè) - More and more

小时候 (xiǎo shí hou) - In ones childhood

Zen & Luciel by: me

Or alternatively “how can a person look this good pls stahp”

Subtitle: “let me sleep ffs”