Tree Burial Poem by Cui Gya

I don't like to visit tomb on Tomb Sweeping Day
The places where relatives are buried are very cramped
No more tree space left there
But there are so many open spaces in the world
Originally
Why did't they go there?
It's said that the king of hell didn't approve
Who wanted you to wait in line for empty cave
If you wait for a sad tree
It gradually thickened with phosphate fertilizer
New green every year
You will see
Another way to settle down
And live forever