The Blue Sheep of Gulilada

Gazing out againover this magical realmActually, everything is in the skyheading toward an enigmatic eternityconnected from here to boundless enormityEmptiness and coldness are thereHoof echoes fall silent

The curved horns of the ramsadorn far-traveling mistBehind them is a black abyssIts childlike eyefloats in silent blue waves

In my dreamsI can’t be without this starIn my soulI can’t be without this lightningI fear if I lose themin the highest reaches of Greater Liangshanmy dreams will be transformed into nothingness