Play the poem "Wind and Rain Walk Together"

Excited eyes

In the days of flowers and noise

June bid farewell to the season of spring breeze.

Shining.

To be clear, my heart is about to explode.

Jade curtains slowly opened.

Little angel with makeup on the stage

Let the baby talk in detail.

The tree is full of brilliant stories.

The sky is as blue as water.

who is it? With a wet red handkerchief

Cover your excited eyes.

1. Farewell to [Modern Poetry, Non-Art Stream]

kiss

In this sunset dusk.

Who will the deep flute blow to?

Strike mercilessly

kiss

The wind stopped raining at the moment.

Boundless grassland

Also blurred by sadness.

kiss

Silently, we silently face each other.

I have put your good you.

Cherish your heart

kiss

Don't be afraid of the rough road ahead.

The wind will bring my news.

My heart will share joys and sorrows with you.

Until I am old.

kiss

Let me use my hand.

Dry your eyes.

Surging tears

But tears immediately fell like rain.

kiss

Please stretch out your hand

Let me do it again.

Hold on tight

Hold on tight

Let me remember this moment forever.

Remember the beauty of your pure pattern.

This rising westerly wind

This nasty west wind

Blurred my eyes.

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2. "Farewell to Cambridge" Xu Zhimo [Haining, Zhejiang. 1920 Studying in the UK. 1923 joined the crescent society and became the representative poet of the crescent society poetry school. ]

I left quietly, just as I came gently;

I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.

The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset;

Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!

The pool under the shade of the elm tree is not a clear spring.

It is the rainbow in the sky that is crushed in floating seaweed, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass.

Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight.

But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.