Short modern prose poems, including narrative poems and lyric poems
Under the midsummer night, on the ten-mile long street with red maples,
Who pulls out the orchid dew?
Among the obscure greenery, among the misty alleys,
Who plays the poem of light blue?
Suddenly looking back, the pavilion appears, the east wind rises, the mottled time
With a flick of a thumb, the light fragrance blows through the clothes and there is a bright bustle
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
