Hopefully
■Yao Zhendong (Changde)
Poems written by poets
Yesterday, admired or lamented
It's all about where we immerse ourselves today
Someone's youth, a twinkling light
Just the reflection of the sun's rays
Those, what belong to age
Before it blooms, it begins to fade...
wish
yes. Youth must eventually cross the river without thinking
The crowd, each going to the depths of the jungle, went far
East, west, south, north
There are also people who are facing the loneliness of drifting zero
Living in the wilderness of indifference
He was afraid of the night, and he was afraid of the dawn
But he still has to go through the cracks of life
Write green ballads with hope
——May 2016
How many more "Xu Wei"
Street lights at night to welcome the crowds.
Street singers, standing on can devour life
Manhole cover. Stand up the guitar
He moves you to sing, to reminisce
Youth, lovers, hometown,
Dreams, memories...
And blue lotus. That's it
Everything is in the heart, on the skin
They were all Xu Wei and never gave up and gave in
At the mouth of the city alley, someone shouted whose name
Someone is looking for an analgesic hug.
They stroked the piano, believing forever
There is an era that can go through all kinds of dangers
Full of floats and sinks, and flickering in a foreign land
——April 2016
Blue Lotus