Appreciation of Modern Poetry: You Are the Wind

Appreciation of Modern Poetry: You Are the Wind

You are the wind.

The space of life has your details,

There is your figure between the lines,

Sometimes your cruelty is exposed,

Sometimes I am moved by your gentleness.

Wind, you are the wind,

Don't cry for your cruelty today,

I'm not intoxicated by your tenderness,

But I want to pursue your seclusion.

Without you, the lake is as calm as a mirror,

The ripples of reverie went there,

Fish are unhappy and boring,

Aquatic plants have lost their happy vitality.

Without you, the mountains are quiet,

The secret of the forest cannot be passed down,

The tree's ears have been deaf since then,

Xiao Wu also flew without a trace.

If there is no wind at night

Since then, I have lived in a space that has lost my sense of direction.

I don't know where to go,

I'm at a loss.

National policies are like a warm spring breeze.

Waiting for the southeast sea to send harmony at any time,

It is a business, breeding and operating entity with ideas.

Let the party's spring breeze bathe the earth,

You fought against me and made the first contribution.