Beauty of external is the freeway of love,

It gets all the attentions and fondness.

But it is a dangerous and blind journey,

You always get lost.

Beauty of internal is a lonely road to the countryside,

It is quiet and you follow your heart.

You will not ignore the splendid scenes along the road,

There is no regret left.

To drive in which direction

depends on your internal desire.

You make your decision,

for the temptation lays inside.

So raise your alarm,

drive to your destination.

Don't let mist blur your sight

On the way of seeking.