Nostalgia
- Poetry of Modern Chinese poetry

When I was a child,

Nostalgia was a tiny postage stamp.

I, on this side,

My mother, on the other.

When I was older,

Nostalgia became a small ship ticket.

I, on this side,

My bride, on the other.

Later,

Nostalgia was a shallow grave.

I, on the outside,

My mother, on the inside.

And now,

Nostalgia is a gulf, a shallow strait.

I, on this side,

The mainland, on the other.