所有那些艰难的小时和分钟

All the difficult hours and minutes

像是罐子里盐渍的青梅

are like salted plums in a jar.

满脸皱纹，陡峭地变回自己

Wrinkled, turn steeply into themselves,

他们咕哝了一些鱼翅颜色的东西到玻璃瓶里。

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.

先是罐子盛着梅干，然后米饭盛着。

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