It is probably safe to say that Gu Cheng was the most radical poet in — Gu Cheng

"The sky is grey The road is grey The building is grey The rain is grey Through this stretch of dead ash Walked two children One in bright red One in light green."

"Even with these dark eyes, a gift of the dark night I go to seek the shining light."

"A bird in the gusty wind Deftly changes directionA youth tries to pick up A pennyThe grapevine in fantasy Stretches its tentaclesThe Wave in retreat Arches its back."

"Clouds that are grey Can no longer be washed clean. We open the umbrella And simply paint the sky black."