Modern poetry "The Call of the Distant Mountains"

The call of the distant mountains

Mountains in the distance

Always watching your return trip

Calling

Red dust travels for you

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again

Is your moon round?

My friend

You who are far away

You are a stranger

Those eyes are like autumn water

Like the moon of mid-autumn

Slowly

Wait slowly

Reunion and

Clear creek against the background

A thousand years of bright moon

Dear friends

Are you able to do it here

Amorous Mid-Autumn Festival

Go and the bright moon of your hometown

Come again

Snow white and sunny spring

Romantic encounters

Past lives and present lives

I will remember you

The prodigal son who drifts in the distance

Distant mountains call out to you

Pray for you

Well-being and happiness