Sunflower

The poet planted sunflowers on the beach after the rain Look forward to the sun every day with him amid the sound of harmonica and waves Falling ill with longing and falling on the poet's wooden bed So from the closed window, you can still see the sunflowers in the wind They are still like laughter in memories It's a handful of hope in the hands of the sea When the poet walks into this beach planted with sunflowers Despair no longer leads to death Singing will accompany the poet standing with the sunflowers Loneliness is buried in poetry Its graveyard will also be used by the poet to plant a sunflower The poet fell drunk again Sleeping in a field of sunflowers in bloom He wrote his favorite tidal flats and sunflowers into the poem about the sea Facing the sea with sunflowers in my arms and heavy poems The poet dedicated his only income to his sun This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.