Author: Xu Zhimo
I am a cloud in the sky,
Occasionally projected into your heart—
You don't have to be surprised,
There's no need to be happy-
It disappeared in an instant.
You and I met in the dark sea,
You have yours, I have mine, direction;
You remember it well,
You'd better forget,
The light that shines on each other at this intersection.
Original load 1926.5.27 "Poetry Carving of Morning Post Supplement" No.9.