Poems by Tian Yu
Seeing Sunk More and More
Easy to get in,
But it’s hard to get out.
There seems to be a track.
There seems to be no road.
Easy to watch.
But dare not stay.
There is a door to loneliness.
There is no end to happiness.
The moon is a reflection.
Heart is scorched earth.
If you have no depth of beauty,
It’s better to have nothing.
The river in Spring，It’s in my Memory
The waves of blue,
Like the pine billows of the clouds.
The joy and slight sorrow,
Aren’t too little.
The writing is too fast,
The heartbeat is too loud.
The changing scenery on both sides,
It’s so airy and low.
The beauty of the heaven ,
Flowers‘ land of the south.
Gently her smiling face,
Has surrounded me with ａbow.
The boats on the river,
Like ａgirl’s smile,
The warm in March,
It comes back to my memory now.
I’ ll Hide Where the Sun Won’t Squeese Me
In the great waves of the torrent,
You can’t see me.
The stone won’t squeeze me,
Only the struggle into the billow,
With a footstep that seemed unintentional,
Drove me off the voyage.
I’m in the night,
In the poor dark night,
She gave out a faint cry with trembling.
Is that no summer worm can resonate,
My heart has long held this heart,
Swallowed into an infinite black hole.
It‘s the light that arrogantly basks in freedom and freedom,
With one hand he grasped every inch,
Life under the soil is possible.
I waited in the unknown world for the light to disappear,
Every step is guided by blood,
It has courage and I don’t want to give up rebirth.
I’ll hide where the sun won’t squeeze me,
Scatter friendly hearts on every cloud.
It had better be an immortal sanctuary,
I can at last set my foot where I should,
Gently where you want to see me,
I’ll get into your eyes.