Xia Ke Modern Poetry

I am a knight

A lonely knight

A long roar in the desert

The horse's hooves have stamped out the noise

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My swordsmanship is unparalleled

I am spotless

The world only knows my aloofness

I also know the edge of the sword

But I don’t know how many

The soul sealed in the sheath

The past of the world

The grievances are wiped out

Walking through the greenery

Listen to the chirping of cicadas through the broken branches

Go ahead—

Follow the direction of the sword

So I dyed myself red for ten years

Everything in the eyes is evil

You said not to blame it -

So you put your hatred in faith

Cut off this The net of the world

The queen of autumn passing through the wasteland

It is the cold plum blossoms of the twelfth lunar month

The blade of the sword is covered with frost

The hair has become Snow

In the wild shop I remembered my hometown

You said life is enough

The way of chivalry only goes through the liver and gallbladder

When I grow old Carry on

Someone asked about the sword

Hiding his fame deeply

The faint moon

There is no need for a lonely lamp

A skinny horse accompanies me

With the soul-stirring music of the piano

Just go back—

Go back?

Even if I go back

I have not forgotten

I am just a knight

A lonely knight