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Original Minnan Legend
They pushed down my hexagonal fortress
Said it was an illegal structure that must be taxed
Shattered glass reflects the morning dew's afterglow
I collapsed under the cement smell of public housing
Humans exchange syrup for my sweat
Labor laws only protect thorny roses
Royal jelly is poured into gilded goblets
While my dinner is a pollen consumer loan
Sweet debt must be borne by someone
Hard work is a tombstone written in genes
In a society built of coal briquettes
According to their rules, take off from the ground
Housing prices become more expensive with the bloom
I moved into Unit 996 of the flower field
An empty stomach filled with performance meetings
Working overtime until the moonlight seeps through my thin wings before I can sleep
The autumn wind sweeps over the beehive tracks again
They say freedom is a sweet burden
I count the rings of the wings that have been clipped
It turns out taming is a gentle crime
Sweet debt must be borne by someone
Idealism has long turned into wax ash
Dancing the eight character dance under the glass dome
Yet I cannot escape the remorse of the original capital regulations
When the honey pot bubbles up, the capital bursts
I will eventually become a specimen in the display case
Watching the new worker bees hum old tunes
"This sweet business will never wither"