Looking for the footprints of the sun, reading poems.

The modern poem "Window" consists of two poems by Chen (1). Your window is open to the sun and blue sky in April. Why do you cover it with heavy curtains and let the spring breeze slip away like smoke? How can I find those lonely footprints in your quiet window? How will I find my lost sigh? Let the starry night bring you my nostalgia and carefree sleep, and I silently walk past your window like a stranger. (2) emptiness locks your window and my sunshine. Heavy curtains blocked the eyes, leaving the evening breeze still, and people were haggard in the house. You hold the lamp that reflects my shadow, and I am lost alone in the endless dusk. I have restless dreams and cold winters, and my window opens to the silent starry sky at night.