Note#
These are small poems that I posted on Twitter myself, and most of them don't have titles 🫠. The poems I have collected and organized so far are from January 2023 to April 2023. The topics are related to my mood, and most of them are written spontaneously. I hope you all like them 😘!
Main Text#
If people overlook language
Just like overlooking a picture frame
Similarly
Overlook the shade of trees and wildflowers
As if the sea overlooks the scattered gravel
Instead of writing poetry
It's better to stay in your ears
In your constantly fluctuating chest
Silently questioning you
"Where do you want to go?"
- Wind, March 28, 2023
Everyone can become the sun
Unless they mistake fireflies and distant stars
To be brighter than themselves
Or blame the world
For forgetting how to look up
- March 19, 2023
The song of tree leaves
And the chirping of birds
Put the mountains and fields into poetry
- March 11, 2023
Looking forward to it
The old world bursts like a balloon
The cries accumulated for thousands of years
Turn into an empty foam
The forest-like epitaphs turn into lakes
Flowing into the sea
The graves finally fall into the soil
The poems sing with the wind
By then, the children will come running
With joyful voices telling me
"You can rest now,
The new world doesn't need an old thing like you!"
- March 9, 2023
I waited for a long time
Until the wind and rain came one after another
Until one day's joys and sorrows were written
Until the tree in my heart
Is adorned with sacredness and ugliness, prosperity
And lonely branches and leaves
You didn't come
Many things happened here
But can only be used to decorate loneliness
- March 9, 2023
The sky will only quietly darken
Or gather the twilight
Or stand up and light a lamp
- March 7, 2023
I always forget to bring an umbrella
I can only let the occasional weather be
Submerge the sun
- March 7, 2023
People will learn to have vague dreams
From there, they will dig out
A handful of wandering freedom in this era
- February 18, 2023
On the wilderness of time
Tears fall into the soil
The wind gently holds me tight
Wandering, wandering
- February 18, 2023
Rain falls on the edge of sunlight,
Your voice falls in the rain.
I land in the palm of your hand.
- January 14, 2023
In your laughter,
Gather the flashes of my life fragments.
Like a fire in the water.
- January 11, 2023