Who are you modern poetry

I don’t know who you are

I don’t know your hometown and your name

I don’t know when

Bite my heart out cried

It must be the ginkgo forest

The one counting fallen leaves

It must be the mulberry garden

The one dreaming of silkworm cocoons< /p>

I have never heard the sound of you reading

But I feel like you are writing poems with salsa

Because, the insects in your poems

It makes me sleepless at night

Imagine the way you look at the clouds

Imagine your smile

You are the Chang'e of the Moon Palace

< p> You are the Fairy of the Mountain Col

On a moonlit night, reading the story of Liaozhai

Wearing green clothes and lighting the oil lamp

Looking out the window, hoping

Beautiful fox fairy, you will come

I have no wings

Make my thoughts into a ladder

A handful of mimosa and a snowdrop

< p> Feed your jade rabbit and make up your flower basket

Who are you, who are you

Go through the thoughts in my poetry garden

Turn my wind and rain upside down The Four Seasons

Who are you, like a ghost, a devil or a fairy