Modern Poetry: I'm glad you came; I'm sick when you went.

The gentle breeze

is the ripple of my heart

My beloved girl

blooms leisurely in my heart

You are the bride under the golden willow by the river

I am the bridegroom who promised to die at the parting place

I am glad that you came

You went to my sick

It was like a broken heart

. Bridges, flowing water, people

Freehand brushwork of mountains and rivers in misty rain

You are a rainbow after rain with a faint splendor

I am a spring seed waiting to grow in the rain with a silent growth

I am glad when you come

You are sick when you go

Like falling petals

Sadness all over the floor

I stare at it in the middle of the night < The moon

is waiting for your deep warmth

I have a long hope of staying awake tonight

You are the smile of spring, and you have a beautiful fantasy

I have a rapid heartbeat, and I have crazy expectations

I am glad when you come

I am sick when you go

It is like wearing a locked chain

Sorrow in a prison

. Graceful and restrained lilac with bitter feelings in the rainy lane

You are the beauty behind the bead curtain, and you are heartbroken

I am the sleeve of love and nostalgia

I am glad when you come

I am sick when you go

Like falling raindrops

I am inclined to hit a pillow and leave.