Short and beautiful modern poems

The slower days of the past

Mu Xin

Remember earlier when I was a teenager?

Everyone is sincere.

A word is a word.

Chen Qing Railway Station

The long street was dark and empty.

The small shop selling soybean milk is steaming hot.

In the past, the color of the sun changed slowly.

Cars, horses and mail are all slow.

Just enough to love someone for a lifetime.

These locks used to look good, too.

The key is exquisite fashion.

You'll understand when it's locked.

everywhere

Gu Cheng

you

Look back at me.

Look back at the clouds.

I think

You looked at me from a distance.

You observe the clouds up close.

accidental

Xu zhimo

once in a while

I am a cloud in the sky,

Occasionally projected into your heart—

You shouldn't be surprised,

There's no need to be happy-

It disappeared in an instant.

You and I met in the dark sea,

You have yours, I have mine, direction;

You remember it well,

You'd better forget,

The light that shines on each other at this intersection!