A ray of moonlight fell from a Tang poem
Author: Xi Cheng
It has been a long time coming, a yellowing poetry journal
This is An era of ignorance,
From the Milky Way in the sky to the netherworld of Forgotten River
Three thousand ghosts drank the water of Forgotten River together
The pace of dancing can no longer be stopped Stop
This is an era that does not need poetry.
The accelerated rhythm makes it impossible to open your tranquility
The night and the day drink from the same cup of bitterness Longjing
Then, fell into a deep sleep
Waiting for the new civilization to call her youth
It’s not that I am ignorant,
like a drug addict
It’s not like a swimming fish has forgotten its promise,
Can’t bear to be a bird wandering alone
When Yeats confided again:
When you are old!
When the sycamore rain rustles and the willow branches sway
But a beam of moonlight fell from the Tang poetry
It fell on the bedside without tea. Tea cup
The fragrance of Yaoyao Pu'er tea swells
I pick up alone and watch alone
For whom were the forgotten poems written?
Those unwritten fragments
Last night, a beam of moonlight fell from the Tang poetry
Your smile is my watch in this life
I know you come from afar, with a heart full of sincerity
Like a meteor piercing the sky, burned by the flames
So, the dream of cherry blossoms falling outside the window,
< p>Let you decorate a tree with fragranceWisteria wraps around your arms,
Embraces your poetic gaze
Hope in every second The bell is allowed to bloom,
I am waiting quietly,
Looking forward to the sound of your blooming flowers gently colliding
Last night, a bouquet fell from a Tang poem Moonlight
Your smile is my watch in this life