The days have hung for a long time.
this evening
The moonlight has the sound of melting ice.
Spring is coming.
Spring is coming.
The frozen shell was quietly hollowed out.
Please believe, please believe.
That fragile seed
This is a modern poem with only 48 words, but it fully tells the poet's spiritual language. "Days hang for a long time", the poet expressed the bitter mood of the contrast between ideal and reality in obscure language, and the days were decadent and fluttering. The blood flowing in the poet's veins depends on "the sound of melting ice/moonlight tonight", and then two consecutive sentences of "spring is here" to show that the poet is unwilling to go with the flow. "The frozen hard shell was quietly hollowed out/please believe/that fragile seed." Although the reality is cruel and the ideal is fragile, spring has come after all.