For you,
I want to stay on the road of life for a long time.
Take your time, take your time, take your time.
Take your little hand and take away all your troubles.
Reading, parting letters, recalling the tenderness of the past.
Quiet summer night,
Looking at the twinkling stars,
Make a wish, and you will stay with me for a long time.
That night,
You leave quietly,
Take away the good wishes.
Break the dreamlike dream,
I want to step on the wind of time,
Follow in your footsteps.
Poetry describing the starry sky Part II: Night: Falling in Lonely Words
Palm-sized village
A city swaying in the breeze
Back to the noisy memory of the old color
Precipitate into a rusty coin
Cold night light
The hidden bed and the floating red silk go far together.
You shine with the luster of the leaves, gently rotating in repeated sighs.
The destroyed lonely land is crying and the words are falling in the broken fence.
After the wailing, their orgasmic souls fell asleep peacefully.
Who will be the spirit dancing in their blood?
The dark platform separates layers of branches, and they contract and jump.
You go back until you calmly retain the past that rose from the land.