Dream of the Far Sea Modern Poetry

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Finally there is a shadow in the corner of my eye

You light a match

Lighting up the cigarette that I once pinched out

< p> In the dark night

I finally found the road that leads to the distance

II

As a ship, the shore is never your home

That is just a temporary harbor after you are tired

When the trumpet blows

You will start your journey again

Sailing is your dream in this life

Dreams grow out of waves

Shining on the bow of my ship

Three

Sea breeze blows I removed the bangs on my forehead

My eyes penetrated the heavy sea clouds

I saw your staggering figure

When leaving the port

I never thought I could meet you in a corner of the sea

The raindrops fall on the sea at dusk

Those are the full stops of poetry decorating the side of my ship

Passing shoulders in the world of mortals, leaving wonderful memories in memory

Four

Lightning flashes across the sea like sparks

I see you spreading your wings and flying in the thunder and lightning

The feathers of light fall piece by piece like smoke

The waves have washed your wings coldly

You have warmed my heart

The blue sky and blue sea carry my dreams

The windows on the shore are covered with paper cranes

Layers of paper, layers of longings

Five

The night slowly drew to a close when the sun set in the west

Countless lights on the coast came on

I know that there is a You lit up the lamp for me

The water marks of countless boats on the sea

Like belts, winding my life

The mottled shadows in the water

Can’t read you and me clearly

Six

What is cultivated in the endless sea of ??suffering is detachment

Set off by the blue sea water It is the state of mind

The huge ocean condenses all my passion

Even if there are reefs waiting in front, the tsunami will come unexpectedly

I will sing loudly to the sea Song

The waves blooming on the bow of the boat brighten my eyes

The lights on the sea towers

It is your affectionate gaze, With the fragrance of flowers and leaves in my mouth

Seven

Suffering and fishing villages are the reasons why I stand

I may leave many things behind in my life

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Mountains and rivers can interact with each other in the changes in the earth’s crust for hundreds of years

I don’t believe that poverty and ignorance cannot change in the footsteps of a voyage

A fate that refuses to bow and remain stagnant

One rod cannot explore the secret of going to sea

Thousands of people and a thousand rods can surely draw a navigation line leading to wealth