Dear Devil

I know you live also in my soul.
I know you are me of many years ago
And you work as the manager
Of a deep storage filled with painful memories…

But I know you used to be an angel,
Pure like snow and without any evil mind.
I know that you are just a child hurt,
Looking for a chance of revenge…

I know revenge never heals wound
But it just makes you stay in hell longer.
So I now want to hear your stories
And want to console you
So that you can be an angel again,
My little angry child…

Surviving all the pains, I am still alive.
So are you, my little devil.
So you can put everything down now
And take a refuge in the words of Truth…

An Adopted Son's Wish

As an adopted son of China,
I truly hope her people
Prosper in peace...

China has changed drastically
In the past 17 years...

I don't think the young people's
Blood was not wasted at all.
But it'd take for some more years
Before it'll be officially recognised...

So we cannot forget them...