Selected modern short poems: dusk on the balcony by the lake
Like long hair-women's or men's. -
Dancing with the wind, there are hundreds of dogs barking on the balcony.
The pupils are relatively melted.
Mo huishou
On which side does your head grow?
Raise your head in four decks of playing cards.
Smile confidently
There is a desire to be naked in laughter.
The same expectation
At the turn of spring and summer
-A slope, a slope, or a leaf-
The wind brought gold into the sunset.
You look at the pupil and throat of the night.
Unexpectedly, the fluctuating gold flashed slowly.
Xia Ranhu clapped blankly and was out of sight.
I want to sing an unbalanced red song.
Selected Modern Short Poems: Songs of Rootless People
I want to hold you.
I have a handful of land in my hand.
Roots hanging in the air—
Last night was loud and clear.
(Infiltrating the Millennium Sea of Clouds and Waves)
You scrape the window I suspect.
Accompanied by a burst of crystal flowers
Filter my morning dreams
Unstable root
I want one by one.
Count your bitterness
I want to use my fingertips.
Brush the dust off your wrinkles.
You are always like snow.
Slightly inclined
From all directions to your beard
Let me through.
Selected Modern Short Poems: Dusk Sweep
It's getting dark.
Eye lift room
A wild goose flying high
Throw it into the depths of dusk
I guess
It's best to sweep it away at this moment.
Before the moon rises
The street lamp is three bright
How to see your heart?
uneven
Before the moon rises
How to put long hair?
Spread out gently
Comb slowly until the end of the evening
I want to worry.
As messy as hair.
Might as well spread out.
Then let the moonlight
Rinse gently like running water