任你用力踩脚

任你用力搓洗

泥土永远紧紧黏在身上

谁叫你身在红尘？

谁叫你植根土地？

The Soil Hsu ChiCheng

In spite of you tramp your feet

In spite of you wash it with force

The soil sticks to the body forever

Since you are in the mortal world

Since you are roots on the soil@

责任编辑：林芳宇