自黑
轻踏东峰每傲神,
偶然游戏在凡尘。
秋来见月无归意,
鼓瑟吟诗了此身。
Trashing Dave
He despises gods, stamping on the mountain top gently.
Once born to this planet, he can’t miss odds to play.
The full moon precipitates a mood to go back rarely.
Playing music and creating poems can make a life easy.
(Bilingual creator: Dave, Shenzhen, June 28th, 2018)