The Wind Blows My Farewell (group of poems).
Siqin Zhuoma, Gannan, Gansu.
It's spring, and there are always pear blossoms blooming all over the branches.
They want their own whiteness to overshadow my other whiteness.
But they forgot.
I don't want to have stood in the sun for so long.
The wind carries the fragrance of pear blossoms.
Blowing gently, blowing the fragrance to a barley field.
Blow farther away.
The trees in the valley were full of seeds.
Trees that do not bear fruit are more lush than ever.
They were all waiting for the wind to bring the cuckoo.
But they were not anxious.
They are silent, but they are so powerful.
A bee meditates on a rock.
The wind blew lightly.
The story that slept in the crack of the stone woke up with his eyes rubbed.
The small dabba of Gobetsu Temple.
See the afterlife in the nectar of the morning.
The scriptures in his hand were gently blown by the spring breeze.
Put those verses.
Blow to the place we never forget.
The wind blows me farewell. Didn't blow off a petal of longing.
Distant villages
Distant villages
The tasseled barley is talking.
The wildflowers that had been picked by Qu Zhen were talking.
Qu Zhen was talking with the water in the barrel on her back.
Grandma touched the latch and spoke.
Distant villages
The wild grass on the hillside is talking.
The lost lantern is talking.
The plow stranded in the corner of the wall is talking.
The cooled triangle is talking.
Distant villages
Qu Zhen and I sat side by side on a stake.
We don't speak.
An eagle flew slowly over our heads.
Purple barley
The wind blows in the summer. The smell of purple barley fills the world.
Thin and green.
Purple fields. Woman wearing a lace milky white headband.
Beaming. Purple barley
Pick the fullest tassels with the little hands of childhood.
Rub it carefully.
Put it in your mouth. The world is full of the smell of happiness.
Dense and gentle.
Purple barleyThe ancestors affectionately called it "Nina".
Standing proudly on the golden pulse of my farewell.
Such as Qu Zhen standing proudly in the moonlight.
It's fascinating.