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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"