The sensitivity of a poet is a curse as well as a blessing.The falling of a flower or the waning of the moon is easy to struck a chord with poet's heart.A sound of a cicada will come as a complete revelation to him ,then the secret rhythm will find its way into the poet's mind.But those stuff always wreck the peace life of the poet who grounded down by melancholy or emotion that is an incurable disease.This situation will be here to stay yet.
诗人的敏感是一种祝福，也是一种诅咒。花落月缺，很容易引起诗人心灵的共鸣。一只蝉的鸣叫将会对他产生全然的启示，然后这种隐秘的节奏就会进入诗人的心灵。但这些东西总是会破坏诗人平静的生活，让他们饱受忧郁和情绪的碾磨,这是一种不治之症。这种情况还会持续下去。
