所有困难的时刻

All the difficult hours and minutes

就像罐子里的咸李子。

are like salted plums in a jar.

满脸皱纹，陡然变回原型，

Wrinkled, turn steeply into themselves,

它们对着玻璃咕哝着鱼翅的颜色。

they mutter something the color of  sharkfins to the glass.

就这样，灾难转向平静。

Just so, calamity turns toward calmness.

首先放入梅子，然后放入米饭。

First the jar holds the umeboshi, then the rice does.