Modern poems with particularly beautiful artistic conceptions include "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms", "Farewell to Cambridge", and "You Are April in the World".
1. "Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming"
From tomorrow on, be a happy person.
Feed the horses, chop firewood, and travel around the world.
Starting from tomorrow, care about food and vegetables.
I have a house facing the sea and the flowers are blooming in spring.
From tomorrow onwards, communicate with every relative.
Tell them my happiness.
That happy lightning told me.
I will tell everyone.
Give every river and every mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I also bless you.
May you have a bright future.
May your lover eventually get married.
May you be happy in this world.
I just want to face the sea and see the flowers blooming in spring.
2. "Farewell Cambridge"
Gently I left.
As I come gently.
I waved gently.
Be a farewell to the clouds in the western sky.
The golden willows by the river.
It is the bride in the sunset.
The beautiful shadows in the waves.
Ripples in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud.
Slickly swaggering under the water.
In the soft waves of the Cam River.
I am willing to be a waterweed.
The pool under the shade of elm trees.
It is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.
Crushed among the floating algae.
Precipitated rainbow-like dreams.
Looking for a dream? Hold a long pole.
Walk back to where the grass is greener.
A ship full of stars.
Singing in the starry sky.
But I can’t play the song.
Quietness is the shengxiao of parting.
The summer insects are also silent for me.
Silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly.
Just as I came quietly.
I waved my sleeves.
Don’t take away a single cloud.
3. "You are April in the world"
I say you are April in the world.
The sound of laughter lights up the surrounding wind.
The lightness dances and changes in the light of spring.
You are the mist in the April morning.
The wind is blowing softly at dusk.
The stars twinkled inadvertently, and the drizzle fell in front of the flowers.
That light, that Pingting you are.
You wear the crown of fresh flowers.
You are innocent and solemn, you are the full moon every night.
You look like the goose yellow after the snow melts.
You are the fresh budding green.
Tender and joyful, the white lotus floating in the water is what you are looking forward to in your dreams.
You are the flowers blooming from tree to tree.
It is Yan whispering between the beams, you are love and warmth.
It is hope, you are April in the world.