Ten classic short poems by Gu Cheng

The ten most classic short poems from Gu Cheng are as follows:

1, "far and near": you look at me for a while and the clouds for a while. I think you look at me from a distance, while you look at the clouds from a distance.

2. "faint hope": I was stuck by countless pebbles that could not hatch. Blue rivers and streams climb up, engulf us and spit us out quietly. Nothing else. I only hope the grass can prolong its shadow.

Generation: The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light.

4. "Rain Walk": Clouds are gray and can't be washed clean any more. We opened our umbrellas and simply painted the sky black. On its drifting night, there are two pairs of binary stars. It seems that there is no track, and it is far away.

5. Alley: Alley is long and tortuous, with no doors and windows. I took an old key and knocked on the thick wall.

6. "Avoidance": I walked through the standing rocks to the coast. Go ahead. I know all the languages in the world. The sea smiled and showed me birds, flying fish and singing beaches, but I didn't say a word about this eternal problem.

7. "In the Twilight": In the twilight light, you held your mouth tightly for only a quarter of an hour, which means that a tragedy is being staged now. Ten years apart. Thousands of miles apart, Wan Li! Suddenly you smiled naughtily, revealing your real age. I forgot a word, well, I must have forgotten a word. We never thought of it, but the sun has quietly rested.

8. "Photo": The sun is shining in the sky and covered by dark clouds. The rainstorm washed away the dark side of my soul.

9. After the rain: After the rain, a watery plain was silent, and thousands of insect wings stopped shaking. On the expansive land of Portulaca oleracea, water lice chase trembling waves, petals, moist red and light blue, and struggle with broken branches. Floating foam is selling stolen colors, and willow trees in the distance stick to its hair. Why was it unhappy when it first saw itself?

10, "Don't": When you wave your handkerchief in spring, do you want me to go away or come back right away? No, nothing, nothing, because, like falling flowers in the water, like dew on flowers, only shadows can understand, only wind energy can understand, only colorful butterfly flowers that sigh and start flying in their hearts.