There are some things I dare not say.
Like untouchable flying catkins in May.
Gentle as water between your fingers.
Sobbing with a rustling heartbeat
Is parting a distance?
Will the wave blur the future life?
I'm standing in the drifting wind.
I can't stand the passage of time in May any longer.
2、
Sophora japonica is filled with the fragrance of happiness in the wind.
Who says the branches in May are full of melancholy?
Every fragrance looks like my brother who grew up together.
It's just that you are thin in tears.
The change of touching a tree
But speechless, the power of life
Stroking the withered petals on the ground
Let your mind wander.
Hold the hand of the wind, brother
Can we go back to childhood?
Let me hold on to your skirt again
day and night
3、
Pomegranate blossoms.
Dressed in happy red.
Brother, do you have pomegranate flowers in your heart at this time?
Burning petals dye your calm face.
In this life, three butterflies have just flown through the sunshine in May.
Brother, do you remember that year?
We chased each other for the scene of the game.
Do you still remember that your cheek smiled into a red flower?
Do you know that these pomegranate flowers are full of the hope of relatives? ...
Postscript: A serious illness took away my brother's health. I only wish my brother a speedy recovery and take this poem with him.