Li Ying's poem "Cricket" expresses the author: At the corner of the season, the enthusiasm of summer has gradually faded away. In fact, I prefer simple and cool days, which can calm my mind, think about my worries, and read Song lyrics, listen to the birdsong. In the depths of the years, the plain poems and papers salvaged have been transformed into beautiful attachments and expectations, allowing the reluctant feelings to slowly settle in the lotus-colored time. I just want to sit here quietly, feel the coolness brought by the season, and feel the wind and moon with a clean heart.