Classic Modern Poetry: Looking Back

Poetry: looking back

( 1)

Oh, girl

I am a lonely traveler, traveler.

Walk in front of you

Do you know

Is the lost heart surging?

And you, miss everything, miss everything.

It is a mistake to miss it.

Do you know

The traveler's mind is fragile?

I am a lonely traveler, traveler.

Look back on your loneliness

I hope you won't miss it.

Miss the night light of the fire tree and silver flowers

(2)

Oh, girl

Do you know

Your unforgettable look back

Took away the souls of passers-by

Your pure, kind and clear eyes

Captured the souls of passers-by

That lotus-like face

Passers-by will always remember

Even the figure under the lamp that night

Comments: Poetry repeatedly expresses the meaning in the chest with simple language, and the feelings are real.