Modern Poetry with Zhu Mei's Poetic Rhyme

In childhood

I gave her a plum to eat.

She has eaten her green plums and chewed two.

Touched it in my pocket.

Ask me how much money I have left

I hide left and right.

The last plums were given to her.

She just giggled at me rudely.

She eats the smell of green plums.

Has floated into my chest.

In childhood

She gave me a bamboo horse.

I rode a bamboo horse and jumped like a tiger.

I'm proud of fooling around.

She can't catch up.

My wind messed up her hair.

Her smile relieved me of my fatigue.

Go your separate ways when you grow up.

I sent it to her.

A plum stamp

She called me back.

Stamps on bamboo and horses

Light stamp

Left memories of childhood.

Since then, somehow,

We can't communicate with each other.

Until white hair.

From her grandson.

I sent her plum blossom stamps decades ago.

Said she had fallen to the sky like a plum blossom.

Tears filled my eyes.

Meditate on plum blossom and bamboo horse stamps

Reminds me of my childhood.

The charm of plum and bamboo between us

Still giggling there