From a poem by Gu Cheng, "In Front of the Gate".
Full poem:
How I wish there was a doorway?
In the morning, the sun shines on the grass
We stood< /p>
Hold on to your own door leaf
The door is very low, but the sun is bright
The grass is bearing its seeds
The wind is shaking Its leaves
We stand without talking
It is very beautiful
There is a door, no need to open it
It is ours, It’s very beautiful
In the morning, we still have to wander in the dark
We gave him the six-stringed harp
We won’t leave
We need land
Need a land that will never be destroyed
We need to ride it
Get through life
The land is rough and sometimes narrow< /p>
However, it has a history
It has a share of sky and moon
A share of dew and morning
We love the land
We stood
Digging the dirt with wooden shoes
The door was also heated by the sun
We leaned against each other gently, it was very beautiful
The grass behind the wall
will not grow any more
It only touches the sunlight with its fingertips
Extended information:
p>Gu Cheng (1956-1993), male, originally from Shanghai, was born in a family of poets in Beijing on September 24, 1956. He is an important representative of the Chinese Misty Poetry School and is known as a contemporary "spiritual romantic" poet. . Gu Cheng has high attainments in new poetry, old-style poetry and allegorical poetry. The line "The night gave me black eyes/I use them to find light" in his "Generation" has become a classic line of new Chinese poetry.
Reference material: "In front of the door" - Baidu Encyclopedia