When I walked, I dispersed, and my memory faded.
When the wind blows, the clouds disperse and the shadows fade.
The sunset is tired against the mountain, and it's getting dark.
A flower is tired, and so is spring.
The birds disappeared and the morning was in chaos.
The long braid umbrella is gone, and the youth has faded.
My feet are tired from dancing, my eyes are dark,
Two people are bored and angry,
The end of the road is gone, and the steps are chaotic.
Faded, tired, dark again,
If the grass is green, forget it, but the season has changed;
Who's upset and complaining, who's gone and who's messed up?
Whose promise doesn't count, whose love has changed?
The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and the earth does not turn.
The protagonist has changed and is used to listening to love stories.
When I walked, I dispersed, and my memory faded.
Looking at it makes me tired, and the stars are dim. I was tired of listening and began to complain.
As soon as I turned around and found you missing, I was suddenly confused.
Appreciate:
This poem is a sentimental love poem written by Mr. Xu Zhimo. In poetry, the combination of classical and realistic images expresses the poet's sensitive and romantic feelings, as well as the poet's sadness at helpless separation and his reluctance to part with the hero in the poem. In this poem, the author also skillfully uses images, using many common things in our daily life, such as flowers, grass, birds and so on. These cheerful and clear images also symbolize the protagonist's open and warm love world. So this little poem is catchy and full of charm, and it only takes a few strokes to describe the poet's endless feelings. It is a rare love poem.
Brief introduction of the poet:
Xu Zhimo is a famous modern crescent poet in China. He studied in England and was deeply influenced by European and American romanticism. After returning to China, he founded the Crescent Society in Beijing. The word "Crescent" comes from a collection of poems by Indian poet Tagore. His lifelong pursuit of love, freedom and beauty has provided him with countless creative inspirations. I think that only such a gentle and romantic person who understands the world and is not sophisticated can create such a beautiful poem.