Xi Murong’s classic short poems, ten are enough

If I came to this world once

Just to be with you once

Just to be with you billions of light years away In an instant

All the sweetness and sadness in that instant

Then let everything that should happen

appear in an instant

Let me bow my head Thank you to all the planets for their help

Let me meet and part with you

Complete a poem written by God

Then grow old slowly

——Xi Murong's "Decision"

You paint sadness on the corners of your eyes

I wipe wandering on my forehead

You add a few strands of white hair with your thoughts

I let the years carve my haggard hands

Then we passed each other on the street corner

Indifferent We no longer know each other

Dear friend

Please don’t blame that time for changing people’s appearance

We ourselves are the ones in disguise Teacher

——Xi Murong's "Encounter"

I have been looking forward to a beautiful love

So I have no hesitation Abandoning you

I kept looking for you on the way to wandering

But I didn’t expect that when I looked back

The young you never left me

You are never far away in my heart

When spring comes, I sing it repeatedly

The gray sand and scorching sun on Binjiang Road

The Lishui Street The moonlight in front of me

The jasmine picked for whom in the garden early in the morning

The skirt fluttering in the wind on the bow of the ferry

Floating in the wind Fly and then fall one after another

The years become amber when buried deep in the soil

I look back with sadness before the gray dawn

Dear friend

Does a bird need to burn itself to become a phoenix

Does youth need to be ignorant

Love must be sad

--Xi Murong's "Looking Back"

4

I always hope

that moonlit night when I was twenty

to come back again

to live like that again

However

Shang Shifeng

Tang Shiyu

How many flowers

How many idle girls

Thinking about them turning back on the jade steps

They can only cut off the roses in vain

Insert them into the vase

- Xi Murong's "Thousand Years" Wishes"

The woman waded into the river to pick hibiscus

It was just yesterday

The river has been there for thousands of years The white clouds

only left behind

a few anonymous poems

So what is different about my experience today

The love that once made me shed tears

When I look back, it is just like a dream

--"Enlightenment" by Xi Murong

I like the wilderness where dusk has yet to come

At this time

all the colors have calmed

And the darkness has not yet come

In the lush green on the hill

There is still the last touch of passion

I also like the twilight. life

At this time

All the stories have taken shape

But the ending has not yet come

I look back with a smile

Looking for my once hesitant and miserable heart

——Xi Murong's "Twilight Song"

I know that everything is beautiful He always refuses and will not stop for anyone.

So, I hung my love and sadness on the wall for exhibition,

and sold it

--Xi Murong "Painting Exhibition"

8

Why do I still love you

The sea has overflowed

over the beach of my life

And Retreating so quickly

Rolling away the youth

Sprinkling the stars all over the sky

The mountains are still the same and the trees are still the same

The water under my feet is no longer the same as yesterday

The wind is clear and the clouds are light

Wild lilies are scattered on the mountain tops at dusk

Who turns into a laurel tree under the moonlight

Can escape the longing of the night

——Xi Murong's "The Wish of the Laurel Tree"

In fact, there is nothing

There is nothing to worry about

I promise you that I will set off after the fog clears

p>After passing through the mountain path full of new tea and acacia

I knew

The road ahead will pass through the slopes covered with miscanthus

straight to the peak Just like I know

Life must go from beauty to decay

So if I hesitate a little or write occasionally in this foggy corner

Poems about love

In fact, there is nothing to worry about

There are some invitations in life that cannot be forgotten

I have already promised you, just waiting

Just wait for the fog to clear

——Xi Murong's "The Invitation of Life"

Don't think it might change

I refuse to say that beautiful vow

Don’t dare to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting just because you might be separated

There are always some What

will it stay?

leave it as an indestructible mark

for those who

don’t know each other People can also know

How deeply I loved you

——Xi Murong's "Mark"

In such ancient times

The same story once happened

Is the woman playing the harp also sixteen years old

Or is it me tonight

That’s the woman

That’s the gentle and humble soul that’s been waiting for thousands of years playing the konghou

That’s the one who has been waiting in Yingying for thousands of years The same person who cried when the flowers were in bloom

Then even if I shed tears, don’t laugh at me for being weak

Women from many dynasties sang the same song Song

Under the tree full of magnolias, there have been many separations

And in this warm spring night

How many beautiful voices have sung the ancient lovesickness song

——Xi Murong's "Ancient Lovesickness Song"

I am a blooming flower Xia He,

I wish you could see me now.

The wind and frost have not yet come to erode,

The autumn rain has not yet dropped.

The green season has gone far away from me again.

I am tall and graceful, not worried or afraid.

Now, it is,

the most beautiful moment,

the heavy door has been locked,

behind the fragrant smile ,

Who knows what I, Lian, am thinking.

You who have no chance,

Either you come too early, or,

It’s too late...

——Xi Murong’s "Lian" "Things on my Mind"