Feng wrote his own poems.

Poetry of the wind 1:

fierce/wild/violent wind

Where are you bragging about me?

Did you see the poem I wrote yesterday?

So take me away today.

but

You are not what I expected.

You see

You at the moment

What a reckless teenager.

You're banging wildly on all the windows in the city.

Do you know

Some people are trying.

You raised all the dust on the ground.

Do you know

It's easy to fascinate many people's eyes.

You blew all the green words in this city.

Do you know

That's the last vitality of the city.

You knocked over all the signs on the roadside.

Do you know

That will make many people lose their way home.

You think this is really Meng Jia, don't you?

But I have to tell you

You are not brave, but extremely rude.

God, you are so gentle.

Every day, you understand so deeply.

You are so gentle in autumn.

However, now you are very confused.

Forget it. Let's go.

I'm not going with you this season.

I still love you.

It's just, it's not you now.

Poetry of the wind 2

What is the wind saying? A melon seedling listened quietly.

It sticks out its green head.

The wind thought quietly and said nothing.

It's just ringing.

But Miao Miao knows a lot.

I see. Life.

Not just his life.

I know the direction of the wind-

The wind has always longed to be a young banana.

But with all due respect.

Not a trace of smoke.

After all, wind is wind.

A random word will only become empty.