soliloquy
Yu Guangzhong
Moonlight or juvenile moonlight?
Kyushu is still the essence of Li Bai.
The motherland is no longer the motherland of teenagers.
Even though I see how charming Castle Peak is.
The gloomy base across the Shenzhen River.
Remember that boy thirty years ago?
Does Qingshan expect me to be favored or supercilious?
Aconitum is no longer a teenager.
White is new, and white is green since ancient times.
The moon's setting trajectory is very quiet, and there are only a few stars on the border.
High and low punctuation is confusing.
All the stars are submerged in the sea, sky and underground.
A ghost peeked at God's last lamp.
Finally, the lights went out, leaving only one sleepless person.
The monologue is surrounded by black.
No * * * The night is dark.
No matter how long it takes before dawn.
Looking for the root of culture and the soul of poetry