Xu Zhimo's Classic Prose Poetry Recommendation 1: Susu
Susu is a suspicious woman,
Like a wild rose, her posture;
Like a wild rose, her posture,
A storm came and destroyed her life.
There is her tombstone on this barren grass,
Submerged in the creeping weed, her sadness;
Submerged in the weeds, her sadness-
Ah, there are bloody roses in this wasteland!
That rose is the soul of a suspicious woman,
Moistened by the morning dew,
In the evening, there is an evening breeze to keep warm.
And the comfort of the long night, watching the stars.
You said this should be her peace?
But fate is also called a ruthless hand to climb,
Climb, climb all the splendor on the green stripes-
Poor Susie, she's been hit again!
Xu Zhimo's classic prose and poetry recommendation 2: "I have a love"
I have a lover-
I love stars in the sky;
I like their crystals:
There is no such strange god on earth.
On a cold evening in winter,
On a lonely and gloomy morning,
At sea, at the top of the mountain after the storm—
There will always be one, ten thousand stars!
The embrace of grass flowers by the mountain stream,
The joy of the children upstairs,
Traveler's Light and South Needle-
A shining elf thousands of miles away!
I have a broken soul,
Like a pile of broken crystals,
Scattered among weeds in the wilderness—
Sip your immediate attention.
The ice and tenderness of life,
I have tasted it, and I have endured it;
Sometimes the cricket's Qiu Ge is placed on the steps,
It broke my heart and made me cry.
I showed my honesty,
Give love to the stars in the daytime:
Whether life is illusory or real,
The earth exists or disappears—
There are always stars in space!