-Shu Ting
I didn't know there was such sadness.
When we lean against the porthole on a spring night.
Moonlight is like blue fog.
This is as gentle as water
I can't even flow into you.
Double-door contraction atrium
You sigh:
Life is really a bitter wine.
You confess:
Twenty-eight Spring and Autumn Periods without Flowers and Frost
Why is your strong body
But like a weak poplar trembling in the wind.
I know you long for the sail of the storm.
Unwilling to raise your harbor.
But the stormy waves of life will eventually entrust you to it.
Ah, friend.
When will you stop swimming out of prison?
The heart is as rich and broad as the world.
I would like to be the wind that sails.
Take you on a trip everywhere. ...
Appreciate and add ...
Shu Ting is one of the representatives of misty poetry, and Spring Night belongs to the category of misty poetry without exception.
The title of this poem "Spring Night" is itself a very beautiful and imaginative vocabulary. It is also easy to associate with emotional aspects.
The first verse of the poem is about a man's loneliness (as can be seen from the second verse).
To be continued ~ ~ ~ Still writing ~ ~ ~