I am a cloud in the sky, accidentally projected into your heart.
You don't have to be surprised, let alone happy.
It disappeared in an instant.
You and I met in the dark sea,
You have yours, I have mine, direction;
You may remember, but you'd better forget,
The light that shines on each other at this intersection!
Zheng Chouyu's modern poem "Mistakes"
I walked through the south of the Yangtze River and looked like a lotus in the season.
If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.
Your heart is like a little lonely city.
Just like bluestone street facing the night, its voice is silent,
The spring of March is not revealed. Your heart is a small closed window.
My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.
I'm not going home, I'm just passing by.
Modern poem "Arc" Gu Cheng
The birds swerved in the strong wind.
The boy went to pick it up, a penny.
Because of fantasy, the vine extended its contact line.
The back swelled by the shrinking waves.