Modern, push a poem by Feng Zhi, sorry to forget the title, it is one of his sonnets, and the last sentence is "Did you finally come and go speechless, young god?"
Actually, that's what I like, and I never thought about looking for the whole poem. I can't seem to say why, but I saw it many years ago and then I can't forget it. . .
Abroad, I like that you are silent, that is, I like that you are still, written by Nie Luda, Chile. It is quiet, beautiful, simple, sad, attached and blessed. . . This poem contains all my hopes for love and the world. . .