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青青的果皮在夜裏輕輕地喘者氣，
熱熱的氣息在澀澀的果肉裏升者旂。
熟透的苦瓜露出甜蜜到腐爛的紅心，
瞬間化作肥沃的黑色精靈。
果漿的流竄如万馬奔騰，
積聚者力量等待爆發的上升。
青中的澀正在轉爲甜，
毛茸茸的皮都淌出絲絲的鮮。
果子的膨脹中充滿了冷與熱的較量，
互為鏡像，源遠流長。
果實應是瓜熟蒂落還是半途而廢？
全凴天意，捨神其誰？
The green skins of fruits breathe lightly under the camouflage of night,
The hot air comes out of flesh tasting astringent with no guide.
Smell of decaying bitter melon produces rotten sweetness,
Suddenly, it turns into the rich soil of nightly spirits.
Juices of fruits run fast as if there are thousands of horses galloping;
Wait for the power to be ready, to accumulate for the final rising.
Green fruits are touched by a magical hand with love and sweetness,
The cells of hairy surface burst into the pool of mellow juice with freshness.
The expansions of fruits are expressed by the confrontation of cold and heat,
Which are reflections of each other, since millions years of light.
Leave to the hands of god: shall they live or shall they die?
The decision is neither yours nor mine.
