This is a wonderful irony,

I describe his elaborate masterpiece like this,

Don't take it as a complaint or a condemnation.

He made a pair of eyes lose their light

Dominate this huge city,

However, these eyes can only browse.

The folly in the Tibetan Dream Pavilion,

This is the reward of dawn's pursuit of it.

Countless books and records were donated in vain during the day.

Like those destroyed in Alexandria

An obscure manuscript is usually mysterious.

There was a king who was thirsty and hungry by the spring and garden.

The library for the blind is magnificent and profound.

I am in it, but I am aimless.

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It's all on display, but it's useless to me.

I've been thinking to myself,

Heaven should be like a library,

I slowly surveyed the empty space in a daze,

Hesitate on crutches.

Can't call it a coincidence.

Are limiting the changes in these events,

Someone has been blind for a long time.

Accepted this vast sea of books and darkness.

When I was walking around the closet,

I often have a vague fear in my heart:

I'm a dead ex,

He used to stumble like me.

Although people are different, the darkness is exactly the same.

Was it I or he who wrote this poem?

Since it's the same bad luck, it makes no difference.

What's the harm in calling me?

Grosack or Borges,

Looking forward to this lovely world,

The world is changing, and now it seems like a dream.

Fade in the gray ashes.