Seek a modern poem and its imitation

1 Dickinson has another sky. There is another sky, always calm and clear. There is another kind of sunshine. Even in the dark, I don't mind the disappearance of the forest. Don't mind the silence of the field. There is a small forest with evergreen leaves and a more beautiful garden. There is never frost or cold. In its flowers, I heard bees humming happily. My brother invites you to visit my garden. There is another piece of land. There is another land, always quiet and peaceful, and there is another kind of vitality. Even in winter, I don't mind the freezing of the river and the loneliness of the plateau. There is a stream, clear water often flows through it, and the grassland is more vibrant. I heard the hoofbeat of Madada on its immortal grass. My friend invites you to visit my grassland. 2 Andante Xi Murong must have something I don't understand otherwise. How can the vegetation grow in order for migratory birds to fly back to their hometown? There must be something I can't do. Otherwise, how can the alternation of day and night be so fast? All the moments missed sadness and erosion. There must be something in my heart that I have to give up after the fallen leaves have returned to their roots. Is it a diary when I was sixteen or a beautiful secret that I have hidden all my life? There are always some things I can't understand. Otherwise, the sun. How can the moon take over in time every day? Otherwise, how could the river rush so fast? All the feelings have faded. Lonely people always leave something in their hearts. What I want to accept is the page of address book I treasured when I graduated, or those memories that are as warm as the sunshine in the afternoon every night.