You style me to make clouds
Author: Deng Chaoyu
I love, you style come to me as a cloud.
All right? In the sky this common home
Waves, free like birds returning to the forest.
Double and fly, like a shadow.
Travel in the direction you want,
If you are tired of saying to me,
I will never stretch my foot forward again.
Farewell to this ground, the dirty ground,
Farewell to the dust of the ground.
Go on our eternal journey.
inadequate! I want a rope, strong
Tie us up, and bind us tightly,
So that you can no longer be half an inch away from me.
The desert in your eyes
You have only me in your misty eyes,
I was constantly curious about my intentions and directions.
I can't stand the craving layer by layer,
You're never afraid to get burned by the heat that spreads around.
I am the desert of the world, I am the flying sand that cannot bear to pile up,
I am an oasis of inability to provide for myself, I am a fearless language...
In your deep, bright eyes, I have even been a guest,
I still have to forget all simplicity and right and wrong.
Where can I spend little by little,
You might as well hurry up and step into your own cheerful journey.
Give me some time to return to your eyes, give me a pure land and I will carry the sand,
Give a wish I honestly face abandonment, give an imagination I will rely on forever.
——The above is selected from Deng Chaoyu's poetry collection "Yu Xiang Yuan"
About Chaoyu:
When the gentle folk song meets the rambling poetry / The heavenly song is flying, the delicate words flow / Transformed into the most beautiful notes, wandering in the world of the heart / She is beautiful and talented, she is gentle and jade / She blooms under the influence of traditional Chinese studies and vocal masters / She is unique in the world of literature and art / She is happy for the people in the loving world of cultural inheritance and charity / She is the "Sealand girl" Of the Tujia family, Deng Chaoyu / Sing with love, write poetry with her heart, and let the dreams be fragrant!