I don't know what to forgive, but I really think the world can forgive the source.

1, source:

Jackson Heights by Mu Xin, a modern writer, is selected from My Passion, a collection of poems written by Mu Xin 1993.

2. Original text:

May will be over soon.

Strong light shines for days.

Lu Yi Lu Yi Shadow

Dull till night

The red-breasted bird is chirping on the wire.

It's getting dark.

That's slow, slow.

The White House in the Green Leaf Foundry Room

The setting sun shone on the glass.

The lawn is wet and still watering.

The blue-purple iris is dreamy,

Meet in the dark, in the dark.

Clear, cordial and euphemistic.

I don't know what to forgive

Really feel that the world can be forgiven.

Appreciate poetry with extended materials;

"I don't know what to forgive, but I really think the world can be forgiven." Don't know what to forgive? I feel that everything in the world can be forgiven. Seemingly contradictory but natural, combined with the whole poem, this is the final result of people's thinking brought by the change of time. There is no right or wrong in the world, only choice. People's choice, the choice of time.

The setting sun is beautiful, keeping the chirping of red-breasted birds on the wires. The sky is getting dark and not abrupt, like a breeze passing in front of everything, giving an agreement affectionately. Perhaps it is in this harmonious environment that the poet can forget everything and write "I don't know what to forgive, but I really think the world can be forgiven".