turn my clay into jade.
【五律】老屋
祖屋向东开，迎门几柳槐。
苍椽灰布瓦，越代老锅台。
风雨挥鞭过，人情顺意裁。
当年游戏语，仍在梦中猜。
The Ancestral House
The ancestral house opens to the east.
To the entrance a few willows trees and locust trees are the nearest.
The rafters and the roof tiles are gray and pale.
For two generations the pot table has worked well.
The wind and rain passed, again and again, whipping around.
People treated each other as they wish, trying to get along.
The riddles we said back then in the games,
till this day I still guess them in my dreams.
