Selected Poems by Yang Mu
"Mei of Water"
I have been sitting here for four afternoons
No one calls Walking here - don't talk about the footsteps
(In loneliness-)
The phoenix grows from under my pants to my shoulders
For no reason Cover me
The sound of gurgling water is a difficult memory
I can only let it be written on the stopped clouds
South Twenty meters away, there is a smiling dandelion
The wind pollen floats the pollen to my bamboo hat
What can my bamboo hat give you
What can my lying shadow give you
The sound of water in four afternoons can be compared to the sound of footsteps in four afternoons
If they are all impatient girls
p>Arguing endlessly
——Well, no one can come, I just want to take a nap
No one can come
"Let the Wind Recite"
If I could write you a poem
A poem of summer, when the reeds
reproduce violently, the sunshine
It flies all over the waist and flows horizontally towards
where the two feet are separated
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When a new drum breaks, if I can
write you an autumn poem
Swinging on the boat
Soaked twelve scales
When sorrow crouched on the river bed
Like a yellow dragon, despite the rapid torrent
Soaring from the injured eyes
Splash, if I could write a winter poem for you
It seems that I have finally witnessed the shrinking lake for the ice and snow
Witness someone's midnight visit
Awake from a careless dream
Take you to a faraway province
Give you a lantern and ask you
Sit there quietly and wait
And you are not allowed to cry