Good poems every day can warm the arms of the rivers and mountains, and the paper of grief should be

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-02-10

Xijiangyue is old

Wen Tianya is a tired guest.

Knowing the bitterness of detachment, and dissolving the sorrow of dreams.

Linbo only looks at the fishing hook. Exclusive breeze weeping willows.

Occasionally chant his verses, always love you.

Limbo whipped the wine in the middle. Chic dusk white head.

Koshigeyama wakes up early

Wen Tianya is a tired guest.

The pomegranate flowers in the corner of the house are like fiery red, and the east wind cannot blow, and the guest is in his arms.

Neem tree in front of the pavilion pine pine. Will Yingyan, hide and other heroes.

Wake up empty, half past three in the morning, the moon is hazy.

It's the same with contemplating the world. The rivers and lakes are full of fishermen.

Yukikako is on duty at night

Wen Tianya is a tired guest.

A lone lamp, a few remnants. When the moon rises, there is a faint wind.

The papaya is fat and the coconut is graceful. Afraid of tourists' tongues, idlers' hands, lovers' eyes.

Close the door and lock it, flip through the book and drink the wine, so that the mood and the poem bloom.

Frying the text and cooking words, doing clever work. The black of the laughing paper, the white of the words, and the red of the eyes.

Acacia is exciting

Wen Tianya is a tired guest.

Seeing through the red dust, I don't know who wants to be confused.

When you wake up, you're still drunk, so why bother with success or nothing.

If you can warm the rivers and mountains in your arms, you should write your anger on paper.

Life is full of hard work, wind and rain.

See each other, no send

Wen Tianya is a tired guest.

Yun'er closed Xingxuan and slept in the moon.

There is only one window lamp, in front of the stairs.

It's unbearable, where, light a cigarette.

Only the square champa was left, beside him.

Face the sea and look for the light with your black eyes. Founded on November 16, 2015, the Poetry Club takes "speaking for grassroots poets" as its mission and promoting the "spirit of poetry" as its purpose, that is, the pursuit of truth, goodness and beauty of poetry, the artistic innovation of poetry, the spiritual pleasure of poetry, and the revelation of poetry to living life.

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