A pure but unsolvable algebra,
A dulcimer, picking beads from the eaves,
A pair of oars that can't reach the other side. The first section of this poem shows the uniqueness of this poem with unique ideas and forms. Can feel its beauty but can't touch its shape; I can understand his feelings, but I can't find the fruit. Isn't this helplessness and sadness exactly where I miss you like a dream?
Bud usually waits quietly,
The sunset is the farthest you can see,
Maybe there's an ocean hidden,
But all I shed was two tears.
The image of "bud" is more prominent, and the eagerness of waiting and the deep feeling of hope overflow on the paper; "The sunset is as far away as the sun", and "far" highlights the sadness of waiting and the pain of missing.
Deep in the heart is the ocean. Tears like the sea, thoughts like the sea, expectations like the sea. A thousand words, like a flood of thoughts, are just two crystal tears, reflecting the unspeakable true feelings in the world.
Ah, in the distance of the soul, in the depths of the soul. Acacia is not a simple language, but the truth of missing, which is vividly reflected from the inside out and from the shallow to the deep.