Going Home / Yuanming Tao / Translation Go home,the fields are being aridity,why dont you go home? Now that you knew you were losing your mind,why felt so disappointed?I did know that what was done had been done.The past was pathetic,may the future be good.Boats going home were swift,winds blew on my sleeves.I asked a passenger where i was,blaming the time for its walking slowly.The sun was rising.