Su Tong Paraphrase

 My head slowly lifts watches with baited breath

From ashes you rose so different 
To the White Swan gliding effortlessly 
Up towards the heavenly staircase 
Crossing over
Prosperity, Jobs and Titles
Are worth nothing. 
My Chariot 
Chugs to a standstill.
Cast away, where leaves die
I am tired, don’t care about anything 
For eons mankind 
Has been handled harshly
Forbidden to go to the beach.
Where else would I like to be ? 
Clever men, however you act 
towards them
Know that the Trinity allows things for a purpose 
Nothing is impossible 
Writing such form;
On the mountains and the rivers that sneak ....
Like a snake in that place you so love. 

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