Modern poetry
"Imagine what you used to be"
Text/Hu Zhi'an
Spring time
I hid in a corner
Imagine what you used to look like
The breeze is blowing
The fragrance of flowers wafts through
Just like your shallow smile
Looking back
The path on the edge of the village
My eyes suddenly became hazy
Clouds in the sky
Came gently
It was as if he had gone thoughtfully again
Illustration from a poet friend.