1 | Outside of his window, only cold silence remained. A few street lamps lit up the pavement gloomily. | |
2 | A mind, like a home, is furnished by its owner, so if one's life is cold and bare he can blame none but himself. | |
3 | The old men yet could not bear all kinds of erosion and passed away one by one. The small town finally returned to desolation. | |
4 | Giant chunks of rock and ice soar through its cold expanse with no destination, and no set path. | |
5 | Now this mountain I must climb. Feels like the world upon my shoulders. Through the clouds I see love shine. It keeps me warm as life grows colder. |