:22:25
Pairs of pigeons fly high in the sky.
:22:30
I miss my mother.
:22:37
The gourds in the valley
and the melons on the hill.
:22:50
I don't want to sing that I was beaten.
:23:09
In the embroidered purse
is a round coin.
:23:20
Suffering is for ever,
sweetness is short.
:23:30
The handsome cockerel crows
on the window sill.
:23:39
But to whom can I speak of
my bitterness and hardships?