The rainy summer is about to pass.

Aug 6, 2019#诗歌61

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The author is lazy to trim the tall weeds in their yard and lets them grow like their thoughts. They hear cicadas and a melody of an old song. They will leave their current city for a new one and their future is uncertain. They remember the poems their loved one wrote for them and they comfort them during sleepless nights.

The weeds in the courtyard have grown as tall as a person,
I am too lazy to trim them,
so I let them grow wildly,
just like my surging thoughts.
The cicadas on the trees tirelessly sing,
the melody of an old song slowly rises from within my heart...

Ah... the rainy summer is about to pass,
I will leave here and go to a strange city,
my future is hidden in a distant mist.

My beloved, I must go,
I remember all the poems you wrote for me,
on sleepless nights, they will arrange themselves above my head,
like twinkling stars.