"Youth"
--Xi Murong
All endings have been written
All tears have begun< /p>
But suddenly I forgot what it was like
In that ancient summer that will never come back
No matter how I try to pursue it
When you were young, you just passed by like a cloud shadow
And your smiling face was extremely light
Gradually disappearing into the mist after sunset
Open the yellowed title page one by one
Fate has bound it extremely poorly
With tears in my eyes, I read it again and again
But I have to admit< /p>
Youth
It is a book that is too hasty
I like Xi Murong’s poems very much, with a touch of sadness like flowing water