Lyrics of Mo Xizi's poem "some words about the torch festival of Yi people and the evolution of heaven and earth"

Main idea of lyrics

In ancient times,

There is no sky on it,

One day there are no stars,

There is no land below,

Where there is land, there is no grass;

There's no one in the middle,

It is not formed around,

The ground is not windy.

I can't get rid of it,

It's not a black hole,

It's not bright;

It's dark up and down,

It's all dark,

Heaven and earth are not separated,

The flood did not subside,

One day, the opposite is true,

The change is very abnormal;