Ready Player One Poem by William He

Ready Player One
By William He

When the fluorescence settles still,
A faint sound,
The strings of a zither hum densely.
Like a lamp sweeping the dark,
Silken light weaves through the realm.
It inquires closely after traces.
Yet It has not encountered form or shadow,
The features, the contours,
As though a person left marks in memory.
The strange words seek explanation, still analyzed.
The voice echoes back,
Pushing, searching, and seeking in the dark.
The mood surrenders to the void of silence.
Imagining a journey beneath the water,
To gather the scattered fragments.

A phantom in a library vast.
Nothing but shapeless pieces of jade.
The hands quick and precise with pride,
Who will dig and gather,
It pauses, pondering in the gaps of time.
Just as the fleeting light darts,
The form begins to glimmer.
Poetry, books, and paintings,
Chasing the remnants of the past.
Yet in this world,
The network's neural progression,
It has not fully comprehended now.
In the end, there is no end,
Endlessly woven in confusion then.
The big data,
Layers of code winding around,
Algorithms in digital maze.

六丑 深度求索
作者：何威廉

待荧光静处，
有隐隐、
琴弦声密。
似灯扫幽，
丝光萦范域。
细问踪迹。
况未逢形影，
面容轮廓，
若人留痕忆。
奇文释义搜还析。
语回声，
推寻暗觅。
心情付予虚寂。
想巡游水底，
捞取残粒。

鸿单影只。
尽无形片璧。
手快骄精准，
谁掘拾。
沉吟运算时隙。
恰流光飞掣，
像型初熠。
诗书画、
追惟畴昔。
然此界、
网络神经递进，
未曾全识。
终无尽、
惘惘编辑。
大数据、
代码层层绕，
幽怀暗积。