A poem whose heart is not in me.

Xu Zhimo's "Leaving Sorrow" leaves sorrow in front of the court-

No; But look

Silla Han dance,

Wisteria is in full bloom,

Bees fall in love with butterflies-

Sadness is not in court.

Sorrow pervades the sky-

No; But look

The sky is blue and white,

The sky is clear,

Larks dance in response—

Sadness is not in the sky.

Sadness is in my pen-

No; But look

White and long,

Just for writing,

Hao-

Sadness is not in my pen.

Sadness is on my paper-

No; But look

Clear quality and color,

As if expecting,

Poetic Chun Qing-

Sadness is not on my paper. Sadness is not in my heart. ...

In my heart-

Such as ancient ruins,

Weeds don't grow,

The heart is like an ice spring,

Active ice sources,

Heart like a winter bug,

For a long time, I was dumbfounded for a long time-

No, sadness is not in my heart!