A collection of poems by Xi Murong

Beautiful dreams are like beautiful poems,

are all encounterable and unattainable,

It often appears in the most unexpected moments.

I like dreams like that,

In the dream, everything can start again,

Everything can be explained slowly,

I can even feel it in my heart,

All wasted time

The ecstasy and gratitude of being able to return.

The bosom is overflowing with happiness,

Just because you are in front of my eyes,

Smile at me, just like then.

I really like that kind of dream,

Knowing that you have traveled thousands of miles for me,

But I think the herbs are delicious and colorful,

It's as if you and I have only just met.

I can lock the pen why

But they can't lock in love and sorrow

In a long lifetime why

Joy always fades at first sight

The most urgent time is the most beautiful time

Miss you and that one

Summer afternoon

Think of you coming slowly from the depths of the forest

It's the lotus that comes out of the water with a smile on my face

It's my most gentle

The part that is most painful

It is my holiness far away

The most untouchable Chinese year

I wish for the fate of Pompeii

Burn everything that is most beautiful in an instant

Tears become the mold of eternity

Good to be able to do it again and again for tens of millions of years

Repeat repeat repeat repeat

Embedded in your heart and mine

I've always wanted to be with you

Walk up that beautiful mountain road

There's a gentle wind, there's a white cloud, and you're by my side

Listen to my happy and grateful heart.