時光裡並不完美的虛度

樹影落地蔓延
冷冷模糊著我的思想

記憶是山夜的孤單棱線

維度肆意鬆散了篇章

獨留時光裡並不完美的虛度

(*The following is an English translatiofthe poem)

    Imperfect Wasting  in Time

Shadows of trees sprawl across  the ground, 

Chillingly blurring my thoughts.

Memories are the lonely ridges of a mountain night, 

Dimensions loosen chapters at will,

Leaving only the imperfect wasting  in time.