Came to Jiangnan again
Regain the dream of this alley.
.
a fine drizzle
Wet hair tips
Moisten eyebrows
.
Ears
touch control
This bluestone alley
Will there be more?
This charming voice
brick by brick
Under the oil-paper umbrella
Is it still there?
Laugh like flowers of the old days.
.
Missing this pool of spring water
Never touched dust.
This myriad willow bank
Never stop talking
.
Stand by and watch lane
The east wind won't come.
Still waiting
Waiting for that season's face is like a lotus flower.
Waiting for the world to cool down and turn into spring.
.
Twist gently
This season's
Flowers and trees are lush and spring is colorful.
stare
This eyeful
Misty rain
stretch
Another journey
About the author:
Yang, a native of Jinxiang, Shandong Province, has published more than 0/00 poems and essays in various newspapers and periodicals.