A blank sheet of paper
Remove the muscle from the straw and reeds, and remove the white.
With the thinness that never arrived, I hold it.
The five elements of yin and yang and the sun, moon and stars.
Brush and ink, make boundaries on flawless blank space.
Force a blank sheet of paper to tell a lie.
Rain for a damp heart.
Packed with justice and intrigue, perfection and ugliness.
Leave it to the millennium to testify.
A blank sheet of paper, although the memory of the growth of the previous life has been lost.
But beware of the pen and ink.
Pleadings or judgments.
All it took was a call
I've bookmarked the soft light of your window.
Drop a pair of foot sockets on the snow in front of your door.
I know it's not hard for you and me to meet, in between.
All it took was a call
What about seeing each other?
Your words are locked in your eyes while I speak them.
And it's not necessarily what you want to hear the most.
It's better not to see each other than to see each other.
I don't wait for you, I don't call you.
I'll tell you again until I leave your city.
The plum blossoms in front of your door make me cry, your window flowers.
It's a pair of lovesick birds.
Comfort
I had to comfort a farmed group of frightened ants.
Extinguish the flames of war and smooth the waves.
Let your heartbeat calm down.
I had to learn hypnosis.
Words that comfort me like comfort ants.
This group of mature ants has too many ideas.
Comfort the text and hold down the manic heart.
Line them up, branches.
Under the whip of the corpse chaser, Wen moved forward smoothly.
Author:Ma Weiju, male, from Huining, Gansu Province, lives in Beijing. He is a member of the Chinese Writers Association and the China Railway Writers Association. He has written more than 1,000 poems, some of which have been published in hundreds of publications such as "Poetry Magazine", "Poetry Monthly", "China Railway Literature and Art", "Ginseng Flower", "Green Wind", "Star" and "Selected Poems", and have been selected into a variety of anthologies. Published poetry collections "Gap" and "Deep Snow".
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