Modern Poetry of Middle School Students: Wind and Moon

Walk into the moonlight and take the hand of the evening breeze.

Warm and cool

Is so gentle

Fragments of moonlight rubbed in the wind.

Tears soaked the intersection.

A swaying shadow flashed through the corner.

Slowly disappear at the other end

That's farewell to dreams.

Looking at five continents

Walk into the moonlight and take the hand of the evening breeze.

Comfortable and light

So gentle

Whose lamp is this?

Reflects my faint sadness.

This may be the last one.

The evening breeze quietly took it away.

Shake off the ripples on the water.

Smashed the delicate sadness of the moonlight.

Pick up the pieces of moonlight

Mend the sky

Mend the stars