The Dust-laden Wind of the Era Hsu ChiCheng
It’s very great the dust-laden wind of the era
Blows one spell after another spell
Blows the back of the grasses and trees into curve
Is it a spell of sand and dust storm?
It blows blur of all common people
Can’t see things clearly, can’t distinguish rights and wrongs clearly
Just go follow the words of others
How sorrow they are!
There blows a spell of the wind again
May it be a foul play
Or be a swindle falsehood
It drapes over a suit of saint’s coat
Just popping in where it leads you to go to
Can’t you identify them clearly?
Can you go with your own wishful thinking?
The dust-laden wind of the era blows everywhere
The dust-laden wind of the era plays havoc with everywhere
Only you please to remember
No matter how difficulty, how blur in your sight
You must open wide your eyes mind
To distinguish rights and wrongs clearly
To distinguish the orientation
Don’t to be pull your nose by others @