The earth blows snow
On the gloomy snow.
You use a red plum again and again.
Expressing love: We run in the vast expanse of time and space.
Replace the bluebird with a hoarse singing voice.
Replace our near-mediocre prime.
Tears are meant to burn.
On every lonely night:
We write poems on illusory bones.
Only into the wind.
There is a crape myrtle in bloom.
Often
Why do those mighty winds wake me up in autumn?
I will be in the rain that stretches.
Sleep for 10,000 years. Carrying my shell begs you a thousand times.
Take off my armor and beg you.
And I finally let go of my feelings.
After all, after all things are calm.
With an inclusive heart, forgiveness and repentance.
Or in the autumn when the flowers are in full bloom.
Overcoming obstacles. Bring my flock with me.
Endless grasslands.
Going with you to the covenant of the past life.
Forgiveness
If you can't forgive.
These months are down. The shadow of indulgence.
If you have entered this dangerous autumn night.
Please don't touch my heart.
Upside-down blade:
All wounds have termites scattered.
All the dark ills are illuminated by the bright moon.
Give me a thousand reasons to run away.
I will ride on the white horse that you have given me.
I will be when the moon shines.
Wash the dust for you. This swaying flower shadow.
It will be on the Ally Stone.
Sleeping. It will be engraved on me.
Bloody lies.
I'll be the one for the rest of my life.
Chase. After all, it's nothing.
Tonight. The sound of rain was loud.
Author:Geng Bing, net name: Houde Zaiwu, post-70s, college culture, member of Jiangsu Writers Association, columnist of Reading Sleep Poetry Society. In 95, he began to publish his works, and his works were scattered in more than 100 kinds of literary publications such as "Writer's Daily" and "Poetry", and won more than 30 national awards.
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