Modern poetry in strange cities

I came to this strange city

no one recognized

my strange face

I wandered in a strange street

no one told

my strange direction

where my' emotion stopped

where my eyes were placed

I remembered my distant hometown

where my parents waved. Hope

Although it is warm and long

I don't want to play back the old ballad

It repeats the sadness of the loess road in twists and turns

Strange city

Where is my tomorrow

Where is my life

High-rise buildings

Once my envied living village

I look forward to this city

.

It will be my rush to work

I am eager for this city

to lay a bed for me one day

A strange city

I am willing to struggle for you and shed sweat

Not only need to fill my hungry ileum

You are my dream full of stars

I come to your side < Although ordinary

although not very bright

but with the fragrance of earth

I would like to be your most familiar face

a strange city

Please accept my life belief.