Modern Poetry in Rain Lane (Ⅰ) —— Dai Wangshu's Rain Lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
separate
Wandering for a long time
Long and lonely rain lane
I hope to meet a lilac.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color
Lilac fragrance
Lilac sadness
Sadness, sadness and hesitation in the rain
She lingers in this lonely rain lane
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me
Like me.
voicelessly
Cold, sadness and melancholy.
She approached quietly.
Come near and cast a sighing look.
She drifted like a dream.
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
Dingxiangyuan
I missed this girl.
She walked away silently.
remote
A ramshackle hedge.
Walk through this rainy path
In the sad song of rain
Remove her color.
Scattered her fragrance.
waste
Even her sighing eyes
Lavender melancholy
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
separate
Wandering in the long and lonely rain lane
I hope to float like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
Modern Poetry in the Rain Part II: You finally wait in the rain.
Unfold my tangled thoughts
Hanging down like beads
Tap on my windowsill
The sky is gloomy.
There are no smoke and trees in the distant mountains.
In the cool air
The slender light sadness is intertwined.
However, the slightest attack
Dissolve in my cooling cup
listen
Listen to the sound of rain falling.
A trace of anxiety
A gust of wind blew.
The rain curtain opened.
A figure
Someone left in the rain.
Modern Poetry in the Rain Part III: Lily in the Rain
Two lilies in bud.
Soak in nutritious water
Into the warm embrace of the sun
Finally, a beautiful flower bloomed.
Beautiful flowers have a faint fragrance.
As if immersed in a dream country.
The hateful rainstorm destroyed her body.
She had to scatter her beloved flowers.
After the rainstorm
The sun rises again.
Water droplets glistening in the sun
Slipped slowly from her uneven body
I asked
This is the result of fighting with the rainstorm.
Or is it your disheartened sustenance
oh
I finally understand.
This is a lily in the rain.