Write a poem (subject matter is not limited) by yourself.

Look at the milky way floating in the night sky. My lovely dream heard that it was a gap of longing. Weeping songs have been drifting along the river. Do you believe me? I will take you to listen carefully. The moon will not accompany the evening star earlier tonight. There is something hidden in the whispers that I haven't said for a long time. The flowing water is crystal clear and connects our past in poetry. How can I know where she has gone? I hesitated on the edge of my dream, but waited quietly in front. A line of magpies flew from the distance by the shallow river, which was a belated greeting at the end of the poem. A long bridge gently told me how to help me chase my lovely person. Full of starlight, the river is stained with color little by little, and the bitterness and helplessness revealed by private love is only lonely yearning. Why, my lovely dream, can you find it in the poem? Written on Tanabata, the level is limited, so I'll post it here if I have nothing to do.