tree
A tree, a tree
Stand apart from each other
Wind and air
Tell them the distance
But under the cover of soil,
Their roots are growing.
In the unseen depths
They are wrapped around the roots.
Selected poems of Lin
memory
Intermittent music, the most beautiful is gentleness.
At night, with the stars in the day.
On the stalk of memory, who doesn't?
Two or three have a graceful demeanour, flowers are blooming.
The nameless unfolding
The fragrance of wild lotus,
Moonlight when each petal is still.
The wind blows on the lake, and my hair is messed up, or
The water is wrinkled like a tapestry of fish scales.
The vastness in all directions is like a dream
Rippling with the past wandering in the center
No trace, everyone.
Knowing that picture,
The reflection of the memory submerged underwater!
Selected poems of Shu Ting
1. April dusk
At dusk in April.
The water is dragging groups of green melodies.
In the low gyre of the canyon
Wandering in the sky
If the soul is full of echoes
Why look for it?
Sing if you want, but please.
Gently gently gently.
April dusk
Like a lost memory.
Maybe there's an appointment
So far, there is no arrangement.
Maybe there's a relationship
But not mutually.
If you want to cry, cry. Let the tears
Flow, flow quietly.
2. At the wet station
The wind, as if nothing had happened.
It's raining, three o'clock.
This is the south in late autumn.
A young girl likes to run towards me hard.
Disappointed again
The bouquet fell in my arms.
Who is she waiting for?
The platform is empty.
The lights are bright.
The train started slowly.
On an orange halo night
The white scarf flickers ...
I think the poems of Ye Zhi, Goethe, Tagore, Bing Xin, Shu Ting, Ai Qing, Bian and Wang Guozhen all have beautiful meanings.