Distant Wind Modern Poetry

The wind in the distance

No story/

Not a legend/

It's far. Meet/

As thin as a cicada/

Moonlight carefully avoids parting/

Finally, tears flowed all over the floor/

Hear breathing/

It is acacia thousands of miles away/

But there is no theme/

Let the words stop crying/

It is the words that make the mind stop.

I'm happy that you smiled.

You smiled/

I am also very happy/

You cried/

I also shed tears/

A flower is brilliant/

I'm not your only happiness/

A bright moon floats by/

You are my only tear/

You smiled/

I am silly and happy/

You cried/

I'm depressed and sad/

Give you a heart/

You are the one I am destined to wait for/

Life depends on you/

In this life, our blood is warm and cold/

You smiled/

I am also very happy/

Like a fish spreading its wings/

Wang Yang, Na Pianhai/

You cried/

I also shed tears/

Like a cloud covering the glass/

Kiss the endless sadness of the night/

You smiled/

I am silly and happy/

When the sun shines on my heart/

You cried/

I'm depressed and sad/

Like fallen flowers and helpless running water?

The feeling of midnight in early summer

In a flash, half the flowers,

Stand for a few years.

Crazy poems, brisk songs and solos,

Ride the wind and waves, sail semi-suspended.

Where is Zi An Youcai now,

Too white and affectionate, an ancient fairy.

Feng Tang gets old easily,

Li Guang dare not dream easily.

The moon ends with the moon,

There are sunny days and dry tears.

Don't you see the geese in the clouds of spring flowers and autumn moons,

They all fall from the flowers like stars and dew.

Can't you see that Mei Zhenju in Zhu Jie is lonely,

Frost and snow give you biting cold.

Oh!

Life is like grass by the river,

Humble and green,

Green looks at the evening tide on the horizon.

Die like a spring cocoon,

Make pupae every year and vomit every year,

And Gillian spit out all the diaosi.

Talking about a glass of wine in the Spring and Autumn Period,

Midnight in Long song is a storm.

If people flow in rivers and lakes,

Heartbroken horizon is duckweed.

The moon in the water is not always round,

The shadow of the sun gradually disappears in spring.

Don't pursue fame and fortune for beauty,

Unfortunately, white hair.