The preface to Xu Zhimo's poetry recitation is about 100 words.

If I were a snowflake,

Handsome in midair,

I have to know my direction clearly-

Fly, fly, fly,-

This land has my direction.

Don't go to that cold valley,

Don't go to the desolate foothills,

Don't be disappointed in the deserted streets-

Fly, fly, fly,-

Look, I have my direction!

Dancing in the air,

Identify quiet homes,

Waiting for her to visit in the garden—

Fly, fly, fly,-

Ah, she smells like cinnabar plum!

I was naked at that time,

Yingying touched her skirt,

Close to her tender heart-

Dissolve, dissolve, dissolve-

Into her gentle heart!

Say goodbye to Cambridge again

I left quietly,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

Golden willow by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

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 Kang River,

I would like to be an aquatic plant!

A pool in the shade of elm trees,

Not a clear spring,

It is the rainbow in the sky that is crushed in floating seaweed.

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,

Back to the greener grass,

Full of stars,

Play songs in a starry place.

But I can't play songs,

Quiet is a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.

once in a while

I am a cloud in the sky,

Occasionally projected into your heart—

You shouldn't be surprised,

There's no need to be happy-

It disappeared in an instant.

You and I met in the dark sea,

You have yours, I have mine, direction;

You remember it well,

You'd better forget

The light that shines on each other at this intersection!

I don't know the wind

-I don't know about the wind

Which direction does it blow?

-I'm dreaming,

In the light waves of dreams.

I don't know the wind

Which direction does it blow?

-I'm dreaming,

Her tenderness, my intoxication.

I don't know the wind

Which direction does it blow?

-I'm dreaming,

Sweetness is the brilliance of dreams.

I don't know the wind

Which direction does it blow?

-I'm dreaming,

Her ingratitude, my sadness.

I don't know the wind

Which direction does it blow?

-I'm dreaming,

Heartbroken in the sadness of dreams!

I don't know the wind

Which direction does it blow?

-I'm dreaming,

Dimness is the glory of dreams!

Happy snow

If I were a snowflake,

Handsome in midair,

I must know my direction clearly.

Fly, fly, fly,

This land has my direction.

Don't go to that cold valley,

Don't go to the desolate foothills,

I won't go to the deserted street to be disappointed.

Fly, fly, fly,

Look, I have my direction!

Dancing in the air,

Identify quiet homes,

Wait for her to visit in the garden.

Fly, fly, fly,

Ah, she smells of cinnabar plum!

At that time, I relied on my lightness,

Yingying touched her skirt,

Close to her tender heart

-disband, disband, disband

-Into her tender heart.

Stay under the moon until the cuckoo doesn't come

Look at the quiet bridge shadow once,

Count the ripples of mother of pearl,

I warmed the moss on the stone fence,

Moss cools my heart;

Moon, you quit school, and the bride is ashamed.

Cover with brocade, your head is shining,

You were here last night,

May I ask her permission to come tonight?

Listen to the bells of the village temple tower in the distance,

Like light waves in a dream,

Worried about the ebb and flow of the tide,

A lonely boat drifting vaguely and stumbling!

Sparkling, deep night, long thoughts.

Where is my dear friend,

The wind is blowing, the willows are floating and the money is fighting.

The unforgettable sound of spring.