There is something called Yunyan Modern Poetry

There is something called Yunyan

There is something called Yunyan

It is in a trance before your eyes

Without your intention Flying here

Flying away in your attention

Gently without shadow

Silently without language

In your memory Disappear

Reappear in your forgetfulness

Far away are the faint snow-capped mountains

Far away are the faint snow-capped mountains

Wild geese cannot fly The top of the mountain

There is no skiing carnival there

Nor is it a hunter’s paradise

There are no traces of elk

There are no beautiful snow lotuses

There is only the curl of cooking smoke

Under the smoke, a leprosy hospital

I advise you not to guess riddles

I advise you not to guess riddles

Don’t solve riddles

Same answers

Guess its meaning

I advise you to keep secrets

Those miracles in dreams

You can find them in reality

You never remember

You never remember Remember

Pear blossoms will wither

After they wither

they will bear fruit one by one

Don’t you remember

Roses must bloom

After blooming

they will fall petal by petal

Go back

Go back

You raised your hand

The fog disappeared

That light

Come back

You Move your hand

The bird fell on the window

That little bird

Look at the sun and the moon

Look at the sun and the moon

Hugging in heaven

Look at the colorful clouds

Kissing in heaven

Look how beautiful the sun is Handsome

Look at how tender the moon is

Look at the eyes of the stars

Extinguished in the wind of jealousy

That person never Passed by your door

That person passed by your door

The wind blew in front of your door

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That person didn’t see you

Someone else told you

That person was looking for you

That person walked in front of your door Passed

That person didn't see you

Deep pool

Deep pool

The hurried little fish

Blossoms of water

Flying between fingers

Shattered

The rainbow on the cliff

Wet

Surprise by the cliff

No knife for chopping wood

No knife for chopping wood

No knife for chopping wood People

You go up to Nanshan

There is no forest in Nanshan

You go up to Nanshan

There is no forest in Nanshan

No cutting The knife of firewood

There is no one who chops firewood

You are the eye on the sea

You are the eye on the sea

You are on the wave A deep red

The sea water dyes your eyes red

You dye the dream of the sea red

The waves bloom on the rocks

The sunset is fragrant in the waves

You, a maple leaf on the sea

Which boat will it float to?