I The Puzzle
You turned and walked away
Left a puzzle to me
A puzzle I have been trying
To solve with half of my life
since nineteen
Start with any positive integer
The sequence will always
End on you. I've tried thousands of methods
The Collatz conjecture is always reseen
It's also a Navier-Stokes equations
Like air passing over aircraft wings
Water flowing out of a tap
It's a Möbius strip as the helical heart
Going cycle as boreen
I was too tired to solve it
I traveled far away across the sea
Moving from the Eastern to the Western
From the North to the South
It just always pops up, in the disguise of
The first sunlight entering my room
The soft wind touching my face
The fragrance from flowers blooming by the road
The singing by birds in the treen
I know that's a trap to lure me in
The calm surface is always
Followed by a torrent, just like
The first beginning of the sweet
Drives to mixed tastes
Without a cue. It could not be broken
It just could not be broken
Until that day I saw you again
I saw the key. It's in your hand
Shinning with sheen
II Your Glance
The vines on that summer afternoon
That moment----
Particles collided with each other
Made from Electric Flint
The black hole was building the sky
So turn back time
I saw your eyes
Singularity in nothingness
Who was here to push—
You and I met at that time
Time and space began from the point nigh
My figure was lost in
The black and vast space
The twinkling nebula was
Your eyes across the sky
in an instant, like a scene
The solar wind suspended all thoughts
cut off all sense, in July
origin of a minute
Hundreds of millions of years of
the interweaving of hydrogen and helium
Since that summer afternoon
The vines droop, the goblet clinks
Shaking a game of light and shadow
drink it all--
Your meaningful glance, passed by
III Puritan
It's all doomed
I am a puritan of my heart
Decomposing all remaining emotions
in the Human World with Reductionism
At first it was full of snow
When the snowing ends, it will be a
silent morning, calm
very, very calm
Churning coffee unconcernedly
On such a calm morning
The whole world suddenly snowed again
With a person's shadow
Many years have passed
The bottom of the bottle occasionally
Pops up a series of footsteps, a word and
A smile, they slowly melt away
The only thing that cannot be broken down is
The unbridled glance in the graduation season
like a gem in the moonlight
Occasionally in the dead of night flickering from
A memory box
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