Paradise
Since purslane can cure headaches.
Since the distant rumors cannot be recalled.
Your steps. Father, let me come to see you tonight.
Carry a basket of purslane.
With a bright moon——
Can you hear the piety of the wind? Persistence in the rain.
Why did you hide in the wind and say nothing?
Let my turbid tears flow again?!
Jie: Hello
I drank up the jar of peach blossom brew and found out.
Yesterday your eyes poured out how much rain.
Only then do you know how many wind swords and snow swords you have on your body.
You can't be like a maple tree that doesn't say a word.
You can't be satisfied with your destiny like the maple tree.
You can't stand alone in the wind and rain like a maple tree.
I heard the young red beans under the maple tree scream to the sky.
I heard the jasmine that died early under the maple tree.
In a ridiculous dream, let me listen to you:
Jie, how are you?
Under a tree, look up at the stars
Wilderness, cold wind, roses, falling sounds.
Who is in the depths of the night.
Singing all the way. Let these young eucalyptus trees.
Empowering me.
Let's play an autumn water ballad in the afternoon.
Those overlapping grasslands.
It is the wings of the wind.
I stand in the midst of the endless flock and take the oath.
It's like a fictional bloom of flowers in the rain.
Let me storm. Allow me to lightning.
More often than not, it's time to go under the tree.
Look up at the stars. Heaven allows me too much sorrow.
I have a heart to die.
Go to your hunting grounds.
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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