Since the King bid farewell to me
Everything is drifting apart
Look forward to the breeze every day
Look at the moon at night
The breeze is always blowing
The moon hangs on the branches
There are turnovers day and night
The partial monarch has not returned
After the self-farewell
Everything is getting cold
Warm sunshine during the day
The night is accompanied by stars
The warm sun drives away the chill
Stars dotted with dreams
Day and night are not reversed
When will you return
#Love Poems#
#Original Poems#
#中国新诗协会 #