Two poems from "Returning to Hometown":
Part 1
When a young boy leaves home and his elder brother returns home, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades away.
Children don’t recognize each other when they see each other. They laugh and ask where the guest comes from.
Second
I have been away from my hometown for many years, and recently I have been busy with people.
Only the mirror lake water in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves.
"Farewell to Xiaoyaotang"
The farewell period is getting closer and harder to hear, and the wind and rain have broken the soul.
It’s better than meeting each other without knowing each other, the descriptions have changed and the pronunciation remains.
"Vertical Writing"
There is a sick old man on the lonely east slope, his white head rustling and full of frosty wind.
Children mistakenly like colors, but they realize that their smiles are wine red.