All the way home. Modern poetry.

Just two years ago.

I went back the way I came.

Don't worry, I miss you day and night.

I only took a bunch of brown and black hair.

Father has been stroking the top of your head since childhood.

Take good care of the seedlings in the field.

I look forward to your growing up soon.

My hair is hidden in my private place.

Still exudes a faint smell of you.

I can smell home on the way.

Or as a lifelong lover

A token that can be gripped so far.

Love, go back to my hometown in Shidong Town, Luzhou.

The sunny weather for many days suddenly turned cold.

Touching tears and rain, flying all over the sky.

Father was lying in a black coffin.

With a sad face and an open mouth

He is calling for his only sweetheart.

I stood beside my father and told him.

Daughter's filial piety and soul surround her.

Father can only speak the sounds of nature that I can't hear.

Tell me to take care of this family.

His daughter will not worry until she dies.

Father quietly and slightly closed his mouth.

He chose to feel at ease behind his ancestral home.

In the whispering bamboo forest

Facing the rice fields he has cultivated all his life.

People come from the earth, and people walk in it.

My father leads a miserable life.

Relatives, according to the customs of their ancestors

Go to reborn, don't worry about me alone in the world.

Incense fills the air and gongs ring.

In front of the solemn spirit tablet of father and daughter

The mage murmured a sad call.

I bow down, pray to eliminate disasters and solve problems in my heart.

You will be reincarnated in a happy paradise.

Confused at night, cold and rainy, this life and the next.

On the way to death in the endless land of singing sand

Holding hands forever is rainy, foggy and cold at the bridge of the river.

My dear friends, please don't cry.

Then I will be in the world on earth

Standing on the dividing line between life and death

I wonder if I should go for a ride with you.

Or look back forever and feel the cold of yin and yang.

I have a persistent low fever.

Is to drink strong mengpo soup.

I can't get rid of my passion for you.