I don't know which direction the wind is blowing.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow?
In my dream,
In the light waves of dreams.
I don't know the wind
In my dream,
Her tenderness, my intoxication.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow?
In my dream,
Sweetness is the brilliance of dreams.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow?
In my dream,
Her ingratitude, my sadness.
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow?
In my dream,
Heartbroken in the sadness of dreams!
I don't know the wind
Which direction does it blow?
In my dream,
Hazy is the light in a dream.
(2) Traveling in the clouds
That day, you wandered in the air,
Free and relaxed, you don't want to stay.
On the other side of the sky or in the corner of the earth,
Your happiness is unrestrained,
You are more casual on the humble ground.
There are first-class rivers, although you are bright.
When crossing the road, I found his ethereal soul.
Wake him up and hold on to your beautiful image.
He clung to deep sadness,
Because beauty cannot stand still in the landscape;
He wants you to fly across Qian Shan,
Cast a shadow on the wider lake and sea!
He's wasting away for you, a first-class stream,
In the hope of incompetence, I hope you fly back!
(3) Life
Dark, dark, like a snake,
Life has become a tunnel:
Once trapped, you can only move forward,
Grasping the sticky tide of the cold wall with both hands,
Struggling in the devil's guts,
There is not a glimmer of skylight overhead.
This soul, under the oppression of terror,
What do you want to destroy most?
Fantastic metaphors in poetry, coupled with aesthetic lyricism, profoundly reflect Xu Zhimo's pursuit of love, beauty and free life. While we appreciate poetry, we also take us into his artistic conception to feel the unique romanticism.