Writing modern poems with night as the main theme

We sat quietly by the lake and listened to the swallows telling us about the quiet night in the south. The quiet night in the south was brought by them, and the reeds at night evaporated with strong passion. I have already felt the intoxication of southern nights. Please smell the strong smell in this reed. You said that a big bear is always like a white bear in a cold zone, and it makes you feel cold all over. At this time, the swallows skimmed the water gently, and the stars scattered on the lake. Please look at the stars in this lake. The starry sky in the south is such a scene. You said you suspected that the ginkgo pine over there always seemed like the snow on the tree had not melted. At this time, the swallow flew to a palm tree and sang a warm song. Please listen to the swallow's singing. This is the scene in the southern forest. I always feel that we are not tropical, and our chests will always be as quiet as autumn and winter. The swallow said that there is a rare flower in the south that only blooms once in twenty years. At this moment, I feel that there is a flower hidden in my chest, which will bloom like a fire in this quiet night!