--- written on August 20, 2022.
Hello, I'm Shen Dali.
Your love and attention have accelerated my progress.
Every song is a first encounter with you, and every song is with you.
May my poetry be your favorite text in the vast sea of books.
August is in full swing.
Second Dad The concrete floor of his yard.
Flip the ripe corn on the cob and the peeled corn cob.
Sun-dried is the best feed and firewood for wintering.
Patches of orange and gold.
It is the thickest and most brilliant color that Van Gogh has endured for a long time.
His figure waving a bamboo chop.
It's like singing a hymn to summer.
Mountain sparrows are attracted to steal two from time to time.
And then happily fly.
Moving, bright arcs.
It's like an exclamation point running away from a song.
Second Father's dark face.
The color of the land is the same as nourishment and simplicity.
Calloused hands are deep in the soil.
Contains the mysterious power of a good harvest.
He knows every seed.
and the performance and characteristics of every inch of ground beneath your feet.
He knows how to use the most effective way to revive and grow them.
Let me feel. His life was very determined, very talented, and very rich.
Original text, all rights reserved, without permission, prohibited**, citation at least indicate the source, it is not easy to create, thank you for your understanding.
Thank you for the protection of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, thank you for the gifts of the years, and thank you all the way. Since he began writing in July 2022, he has written nearly two poems with a healthy style, upward content, and unique personal characteristicsExpressing personal insights into growth, independence, struggle, life, emotions and Buddhism. May I be able to bring you the small, shallow beauty.
May we walk together all the way.
The poems published so far are all original, and publishers are welcome and grateful for contacting them for publication.