/kloc-in the spring of 0/934, the first issue of crescent magazine published a poem by Lin, a crescent poetess and architect: "You are an April day on earth";
You are the April of this world
-Compliments of love
I said you were April,
Laughter lit up the wind in all directions,
Your soul dances in the glory of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
Breathing the soft wind at dusk
The stars twinkle with unconscious light.
The rain in Mao Mao sprinkled the flowers with joy.
That's light, that's elegant, and you are,
You wear a crown of flowers,
In your naive and serious way
You are the full moon every night.
When the snow melts, it's yellow, and you're like,
You are fresh, budding green,
How subtle! Long live!
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.
You are a blooming flower from tree to tree.
Swallows chirping on the beam.
You are love, warmth and hope.
You are the April day on earth!
At present, there are two opinions about the creative intention of this poem: one is to mourn the poet Xu Zhimo; One is to celebrate the birth of his son Liang Congjie. Did Lin write this popular poem because of love or affection? Things have to start from the beginning.