Write three short modern poems about wind chimes.

In the dark, the angel's tears fell on the earth and hit the wind chimes on the seven-story eaves. Ding-ding, ding-ding Rinrin. Is it an angel's sob or a night's sigh?

In a quiet corner

Wind chimes of memory

The wind chimes of that memory still turn day after day. When will it stop? Its singing memory is like an endless sea. What used to be a moment has become a memory now, and bits and pieces have merged into an ocean of memories. nbsp

The sound of raindrops hitting the fallen leaves woke me up. I opened my eyes and spread my arms, singing that song with you over and over again, even in my dreams. It was melancholy. I missed you so much.

It is the clever wind chimes that will become the wind chimes of laughter. I hope that clever wind chimes are still in our hearts. We don't want to give up this feeling. We have been friends together for more than 1000 years. ...