Echoes of Modern Poetry

Echo

My stomach hangs in the air, like you who are thin and silent

Never hinted at me, like a passing path

The person who leads me home is just a breeze

Without east, west, north and south, there is no place for me

Dusk comes too quickly, while I am still crying

Clean up the love that has not weakened on the balcony

The red in the plasma is the moon that emerged from you

Every word is love, every word is love, every word is love You

Love at the seaside

Trying to land on the seaside

A shellfish, a bit panicked

The wind holding , like a blur

Sister, we are sleepwalking

The sea water is not married yet

Spring does not bow its head

Spring is only shy

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Chat

Love chatting in the afternoon

The sky is blue

The willow tree lies down and listens

The sound of the spring breeze , the sound of drizzle

When I walk towards the dim lights

People on the lotus leaves

Write very quiet poems

Also Write very quiet tenderness

Night

The night falls, returning to the silent blue

Cut off the tears I cried, the corners of my eyes

Boiling.

I can’t bury you

The kiss related to me fell asleep quietly

As the night fell, the gray thoughts were like a sentence

A special reminder to me The coat prevents me from catching cold

The cold window polishes my loneliness, and I am already worried about midnight