| 1 | Larry: What do you average? | |
| 2 | The tree grows luxuriantly flourishing, the fountain trickle starts to flow. | |
| 3 | And foolishly again I waited, not for answers but simply for an end to the terror the woods were building in me, chord by chord, like dissonant music. | |
| 4 | Wandering in the primeval secondary forests around Jin Guan Lake, you will be among the towering trees and interweaving vines with the birds singing and cicadas chanting for you. | |
| 5 | The rooks cawed, and blither birds sang; but nothing was so merry or so musical as my own rejoicing heart. |