A red smiling face
You a nameless flower
I exhausted a running stream
And came across your home
In the dense grass of high summer
You modestly half closed your doors
You beauty is a gift from God
Yet you do not compete with fellow flowers
But you like to root in high place
To fight the elements beating flowers
The morning sun and rains and dews
Refresh you after your struggles
Wind and rain cannot cause you to disappear
You proudly stand among grass
Looking afar day and night
As if waiting for your hero
Our encounter today was accidental
Despite having made some efforts
I dare not brag to be a hero
But I want to welcome you home.
You are so generous to me
And followed me without hesitation
I broke your white roots
And planted you in a bottle of clear water
I thought you would not bloom again
And would lose your beauty soon
But your life was so stubborn
New blood stimulated your heart
Your generosity made me revere you
It is from your pure and unselfish soul
I presented some blossoms to people
I hope it was not an insult on you
You welcome a brave man not fearing danger
Because you never grow by the side of roads
You do not devote yourself to just one person
Because all warriors can visit your garden
Walking on ready paved roads
One can only see signs of death
Climbing a precipitous cliff
One can gather a flower of life
