Modern poetry about sound: the sound from the sky comes from the wind.

Editor's Note: There are many kinds of voices in the world, one can attract people's attention even in the noise, and the other can be heard even in the vast Yuan Ye. Next, let's enjoy the poem "The Sound of Nature in the Wind".

Silkworm eggs don't hatch for no reason

Mustard seeds the size of silkworm eggs.

Nor will it germinate for no reason

Cherry, rose, peony and more flowers and plants.

More hibernating life

wait patiently

Listen, there is the voice of the roll call in the sky in the wind.

Point to yourself

Just answer? reach

Just come out of the ground, come out, arch out and be born.

Into wings, flowers, leaves, insects.

Into various colors and sounds

Turn the earth into the beauty of heaven.

?

Everything is silent, with awe and gratitude.

Wait for yourself.

Wait till you jump.

That voice, the voice in the wind

How slight, almost silent.

But higher than steel, higher than human noise.

? call the roll

Even the fleeting bacteria came.

It points to the mountain, and the mountain answers? reach

Pointing to the sea, the sea is in awe? answer

Spotted cicada

Cicada, falling on the ground, began to sing loudly.

?

It points to a baby and also to a person.

A slow-witted old man.

It skips and keeps clicking?

Author: dry sand

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