Suppose birds should fly in now,
But they are not yet seen.
Why is the wood so patiently keen?
In the North Mountain there is a net.
Maybe it is stretched, isn't it yet?①.
Suppose it is already gloomy in my hometown,
And there comes rain drops shooting at people.
My country folk that are running in the rain
Are still thinking about the sunny days in the future?
Suppose the rooster is itching to crow,
But it keeps silent.
The timid children would go panic.
Mom, has the weasel come?
Suppose Spring has learn to cheat,
Then the earth would say: this is not spring.
The hoe would go rusty,
The exploiter would carry away his prophesy of harvest.
At dawn of May 21, 1979 When Kunming was still covered by the night curtain.
ancient ballad:There is a bird in South Mountainand inthe North
Mountain a net is stretched open. The bird flies high and the net