A Past Event

I still remember, I still rememberthat day on the road to Bi’era Nuosu man opened his mouth wideand smiled at me, showing his bright white teeth

I still remember, I still rememberat the end of the small, winding roadI encountered this smiling man againExcitedly he asked where I was going,took out a bottle of spirits,and told me to take a big drink to get warm

I still remember, I still rememberin the deathly silent, indifferent wildernesshe sang a song for meThe lyrics mean something like:No matter where you’re headingthere’s always someone missing you

I still remember, I still rememberhe was wrapped in a black capeHis swaying bodywas just like my dad’s when he was tipsyHis sunken eyesbrimmed with benevolence and kindness