Ice in Modern Poetry in Summer

Ice in summer

Melt it quickly.

Irrigate my heart.

Suffer from a long drought

My seedlings withered.

Melt it quickly.

So as to irrigate my river.

Suffer from a long drought

My world will become a desert.

Melt it quickly.

To irrigate my loneliness.

Suffer from a long drought

My mind is about to dry up

daydream

Remove all disguises.

Expose the truth. Appearance.

Stretching meadows, rolling hills

A mirage is on her.

That gauze is as thin as a cicada's wing.

Show her brilliant spring scenery.

My desire is like a mosquito.

Peeking at her skin and face.

Feng, please do me a favor.

Blow away the white shadows

Let it enter her beautiful dream.

Let it land there—

There is no secularity, only shyness.

Under the cherry tree

In a quarter of an hour, spring will leave.

However, your footprints were not found under the cherry tree.

God told me this is the only place for you.

If you wait, you will get a romance.

As stupid as the people waiting for him.

I can never get out of the swaying shadow of that cherry tree again.

Perhaps, the result of waiting is just an empty joy.

However, waiting for you is not a pleasant feeling.

Stealing love

This is an accidental meeting.

Still inevitable?

Tonight, we are soul mates.

Morality has been hit a hole.

Tradition has been chiseled a hole.

Tonight, we overlap.

A flash in the pan is also a landscape.

There is no absolute standard for right or wrong.

Tonight, we exchanged lives.

We were strangers in the Ming Dynasty.

Continue their respective life journeys.

Tonight, we stole love.