The first time I saw Xi Murong's poem was more than thirty years ago, in a certain issue of Reader's Digest, I published a poignant and beautiful little poem, "If" Author: Taiwan Xi Murong, I can't let go of reading and looking, so many years have passed, I can still memorize it word for word.
The four seasons can be arranged to be extremely bleak / If the sun is willing / Life can be arranged to be extremely lonely / If love is willing to ------
Xi Murong's sad love poems! It's always worth reading again and again.
If
The four seasons can be arranged to be extremely dim
If the sun wants to
Life can be arranged extremely lonely
If love is willing
I can never show up again
If you wish
Except for the thoughts of you
Dear friends
I have nothing to lose
however
I will immediately wither my thoughts
Break
I'm going to dig up every seed
Cut off every river
Let the barrenness dry up and stretch into infinity
This life and this life
Never think of you again
Apart from
Except in some of them
Wet nights with tears
hope
Actually, I was looking forward to it
It's just that moment
I never asked you to give it to me
Your whole life
If you can on a hillside full of gardenias
Meet you if you can
Deeply loved once and then parted
Then a long life
It's not just that, it's just that
When looking back
That was a short moment
Feast of love
It's a worrying thing that makes people emaciated
It is an inexplicable sadness before lifting the spoon
It's a feast in memory
It's not something you can't drink or drink, and you have to fight
A drunk
bride
Love me but not just because
I am your bride today
Don't just because of the wind of incense
This May in the European sunshine
Please love me because I will be with you
Live through the vicissitudes of the world together
Attachment should be like a boundless ocean
Undulating waves again and again
Relive the island that sailed when you were white
No one will be able to remember everything about you
As much as I can remember, so good
Love me while you're young