Circle

A formation of people in a circular square.
I am one of them.
Trapped by this circle, unable to get out.
Like the others, I was born blind.
A layer of grey mist covers my eyes.
Birds in the forest, in the thick fog, are terrified by this corpse-covered circle,
Screaming again and again.
People have died at different spots in the circular square.
They were all worn to death.
But I am full of hope.
I can feel the magnificent scene of blooming flowers in the distance.
People all believe
That the circle represents cycle.
But I feel that this circle
Can carry me and fly,
Fly into the spring scenery not far away.

圆
圆形方阵里的队伍，
我是队伍的一员，
被这圆困得出不去，
我和其他人一样天生的是眼盲，
眼珠被蒙上一层灰雾，
林中鸟儿在大雾里被这覆盖尸体的圆吓得连连惊叫，
有人死在圆形方阵的不同地点，
他们都是被熬死的，

而我充满了希望，
我能感受到远方来自鲜花盛开的盛景，
人们都以为，
圆代表了循环。
而我觉得这个圆，
可以载着我飞，
飞到不远处的春天的景象里。