圣洛朗的眼泪(41)

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I was born of love, I was made by the "illicit sex" of heaven and earth,
My birthplace brewed jars of sweet and sour pickles.
The pickled vegetables are buried in the soil and buried in the grave,
The maggots- pickles have been stinking and sour fermentation, but people are still fighting to eat.
My grandfather had long braids, and my grandmother had little feet,
I enjoy myself in my long gown and Mandarin coat.
The braid drags the vast earth, and the small feet are bound by a regulated compass,
The compass is a dish, and it is also a jar,
The compass opens the sky, and the round flying saucer comes,
These foot-binding-clothes have been scattered into colorful silk, and people are dancing on the Silk Road of Flower Rain.
Want to be a famous scholar among all schools of thought, talking freely.
I"m a filial son. I"m a villain. I raise the armillary sphere rebelliously,
The jade dragon of the armillary sphere ejects dew, foreboding the North and South will feel an earthquake.