It is sad to write a modern poem "The Remnant Night" or "Yang Can".

Tragic frost

The north wind blew down a lot of trees.

I miss you almost alone.

Like frost on the window lattice

Embroider a hazy blur

Gently.

Can flow into the rain of missing.

Who will pour out the future suffering?

Ice defends the end of fate.

Cry affectionately

Firework fog still has its cycle.

My heart is like a wilderness.

How can it be?

Can bypass your kind beauty.

Have the heart to cry for parting.

Why not do it for me?

Become me

The scenery outside the window

Comfort my heartbreak

The loneliness of frost has been melted by the north wind.

Wandering at the end of winter

The stars in front of me

Already poured into the ocean of dreams.

Rebound in the sunset

Hold the hand of sunshine tightly

Smile against the autumn wind

The wandering soul makes the years brilliant.

Embroider this gorgeous cold autumn

Look at your head.

Can there be the most beautiful gentleness?

The autumn wind blew away.

The sorrow of leaves

Messed up my feelings.

Seduce my shabby.

But why?

Let me read your soul

Even if it flies, there will be an autumn of missing.

In the autumn wind

I'm frozen stiff

Pull a yellow one.

Heart like steel, blood like a river.

disordered/chaotic/confused

Feel the cold air

Who will bury the immortal body?

Unyielding truth

Folding in life

I just want to be the puppet of sunshine.

uncomfortable

Rebound from the truth of sunset

in fact

I'm just the beginning of the morning sun.

In a free manner

Rebound in the sunset

Tragic death