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Hui An Girl
By Shu Ting
Translation by Newbamboo

The wild fire is far, far away
Burning in your amber eyes.

The silver jewelry of an ancient tribe
Binds your soft waist.
Happiness is not expected,
But the dreams of a young girl,
Blowing like dandelions slowly flowing to the sea.
Oh, the endless, boundless waves.

You were born not to tell your sorrows,
Not because they are forever gone.
When at sunset the bamboo flute and pipa
Awaken the overwhelming sadness and grief,
You slightly bite the corner of your scarf.

In this fashion you stand gracefully,
Between the sea and  the sky.
So, people neglect the rugged seashore and the hardy rocks
Your bare feet have walked on.

Therefore, on the cover page and illustrations
You become the picture perfect scenery, and the legend.