My poetry: Every day a promise has been broken
Every day a promise has been broken
I can't think of an unknown taste
Avoiding the heat of purposeless emotions
So cross the dam of your privacy.
When you return home in the evening once more
Even if reluctantly, look at that one
Where I stand again and again every day
Because there is some love today.
The fool has a strong desire to live in heaven
I spend the day waiting for whom?
You didn't know him in the dark courtyard
And once false hopes fly and dreams fly.
Suddenly I wrote a letter in a yellow envelope behind you
Then the crooked smile letter is floating in the river water.