I only pursue those followers who delve
Into the unknown.
Their final happiness aroused my anger,
So that nature was just nature.
Knowing is like wisdom,
A knowledge brings new joy.
The blissful solitude of some places
Angers my happiness,
When I am alone.
At last the bare bones of my body
Are left for someone to trace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem