Her poems are good at expressing inner feelings by artistic means such as metaphor, symbol and association, revealing rational thinking in a hazy atmosphere, which has both feminine and fresh perspectives and stubborn idealism.
I am an old waterwheel worn by your river, a tired song that has been spinning for hundreds of years. When you grope in the tunnel of history, I am a miner's lamp with black forehead. I am a withered ear of rice, a disrepair roadbed. It's a barge on the muddy beach, cutting the rope deeply. Tuck it into your shoulder. -Motherland, My Dear Motherland