In learning, he not only studied his lessons seriously, but also loved poetry and literature, and devoted his spare time energy and enthusiasm to poetry, which embodied his unrestrained passion, humor and witty writing. The following is a poem sung by Marx in "To Father":
Dedicated to my father
The eternal creative spirit flies to the distance on the turbulent waves; Surrounded by one after another, a magnificent life and world are presented in front of us. His magical eyes saw thousands of images. The restless time and space, the intoxicating music and the stars in the night sky listed by Hui Jin are all looking up at his face. He nodded like his father and showed his love to the world.
Eternity feels that it has a boundary, so it slowly flows to the front, and the form soon puts on the coat of thought, and poetry blooms like flowers. Deep in the clear sky, the prophet's lyre is ringing. The glory of the stars is getting warmer and warmer, the world is calm in the embrace of mountains, and my soul has reached the realm of bliss. I hope this soul can see you, too. Once my soul is exposed to you, I will tell you your life directly.
Only love can truly understand, my hidden thoughts, I hope it can burn on you, I offer my passion to you, and the harmonious world is immersed in harmony, so that I can pour out my heart. In the past, an artist used his brush strokes to create your wonderful pictures. Go back to the craftsman, your face has changed. Please extinguish that mortal's feelings and let him merge with me forever.