381. Jianghai
The world is more distressed, the world a few pocket turn.
Only the shadow of the boat to go, Jianghai sent this body.
Idle to play ancient tones, time when the breeze.
But a bright moon, drink behind me wine.
382. Qing Huan
The biting glass ends in the hand.
The shallow clear liquid is the floating world of the Qing Huan
Like your thin lips.
It's a little vivid.
A little hurt.
I'm so drunk.
With your dreams.
383. Cherry Tree
It was the cherry tree planted in the Tang Dynasty.
Leaning on the old house of Splendor
With countless stories of love and hate
Flash like a cherry blossom
All over the sky to achieve the bright moon dream
I was dreaming.
And see you come to me softly
Dressed in the bride's dress
The sky and the ground are quiet.
The only breath I've been intoxicated with
384. The Wilderness of Love
It's a lonely wilderness.
The gloom of the sky is the background of the wilderness.
The shouts of my cries
The exerted of the wilderness drown out all the words
Sadness accumulates in the heart
The years become pale
Just a wisp of Acacia
Stretch out to the endless distance
385. Poems of Missing
I branded your face in the moon
I whisper your name in the Breeze
The verses that miss you are all over the room
But the fire that I miss is still burning
Burning out every minute of my time,
Poetry of Life 381~385 Festival