Two short poems
morning dew
Don't tell anyone.
Don't mention it when you see it.
The courtyard in the early morning
hua'er
Hide in the corner
Cry softly
If this news
Give it out.
Bees' ears.
Bees will be like
A child who has done something bad
Fly back to feed the flowers with honey.
Stars and dandelions
The depths of the distant sky
There are countless stars
They are like pebbles that sink to the bottom of the sea.
I can't see it before dark.
But even if you can't see them, they are still there.
exactly
Invisible things also exist.
Dandelion scattered by the wind
Fall in a crack in the gravel
Before spring comes, they are silent
Can't see their seeds.
But even if you can't see them, they are still there.
exactly
Invisible things also exist.