To meet a person in the snow, there must be a white-headed yearning (selected poems of contemporary poets) ● Ginkgo biloba leaf text / 黍不語When they are in the tree, we do not pay attention to them, do not pour their eyes

To meet a person in the snow, there must be a yearning for a white head (Selected Poems of Contemporary Poets)

●Ginkgo biloba Text/黍不語

We don't notice when they're in the tree.

Don't pour your eyes and emotions into it.

When they go with winter,

With gusts of wind,

Full of pawnshops on the road we must pass,

We just saw them.

See their amazing yellow, life and falling.

And the words are stuck in it.

● Mountain Ghost Song Text/Liu Nian

I was dirty, rude, and out of place

I am the son of the mountain, in the mountains

Even the most timid mountain chamois, the most reclusive owl

They all like me, you don't know

I can spend a few years in the mountains with only a knife

The flying squirrel bites the medicine man's rope and bites the hunter's lasso

But never bite my cane, you don't know

I understand that spring flowers and autumn leaves are the lyricism of the mountains

Mudslides and cliffs are the wrath of the mountains, you don't know

When black clouds pressed the city

I stood at the top of the mountain

Tearfully staring at the human world

You guys, don't know

● Autumn Wind Blowing Text/Chen Runsheng

Look up at the sky in the fields where the harvest is exhausted

Full of guilt. This sky is full of white clouds

There is no content. This day after day of mediocrity

The wind can't blow away

Father's corn has been returned to the warehouse

More than three thousand pounds of millet are only enough for next spring

Buy a piglet. The hardships of farming

It is not convenient to state

Too many people, all their lives

It's all repeating. Like a fluttering cloud

Floating and floating, it's gone

All persistence is waste

All wishes have been omitted

● Go to meet a person in the snow Wen /Li Dong

Go meet someone in the snow

There must be a yearning for a white head

The wind blew through the lake

Earthly thin and cool

The unharvested grass kept shaking its head

Sometimes it's a sigh

If you stop halfway through

Listen to the sound of the lake freezing

Will it be hesitant to move forward?

Will you see the sunset falling to the other shore?

It has gradually become complete. If

Secluded people don't want to be disturbed

In front of her window, snow would cover the fence

If she is full of sorrow

Please bring a deep opal

Put your eyes on the newly stacked snowman

●Evidence of this life's acquaintance Text/Lei Hong

I like you a little bit

The vicissitudes are like a frosted tree in late autumn

There are intriguing stories like falling leaves

There is a chivalrous bone and affection that stands in the wind

It's better to have a little wrinkle

At the corners of the eyes, at the top of the eyebrows

It's like you've been through a lot of trouble in your life

I like you to be a little lonely

Lonely like the oil lamp in front of the Buddha

There is the smell of loneliness like a scripture scroll

There is the steadfastness and desolation of the sound of wooden fish falling

It's better to have a little silence

In the barren mountains, in the ancient temple

It is the lonely hong that flies in the Song Ci

Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to roost

I like to describe you in terms of green shirts

Or a student, or a cloth

They are all downcast or crumbling brothers

Fishing alone in the snow of the cold river, the high places are not cold

You move between different dynasties

The wind and dust are servants, full of sorrow

These are all things that we have known in this life

Essential evidence

● After reading the poem, you are welcome to leave your mark on this visit. [Prayer]

"Reading the Moon": Let reading become the most beautiful thing in life...