Good poems of the day Snow Mountain Love Song

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-02-18

Yi Township

Text: Eagle Song. The white clouds favored the Condor.

Soma on the hill. Hirano buckwheat.

Cattle and sheep at the bottom of the valley. Sunset.

The tiled house was haggard.

The millennium Guozhuang is calm and dark.

Charva oil shines by the fire pit.

A child with a heavenly bodhisattva.

Intoxicated by the mother's voice.

Bi Mo snorted with fine wine.

Reciting the scriptures affectionately.

Dreams

Text: Eagle Song. If you can't get there.

Can you kill yourself lightly?

I know. Dirt sucks blood.

Skin to blood.

Gaze at the center of the earth. Let me listen to every heartbeat of the earth.

If you can't get there.

Can you melt yourself.

I know. Mountains and rivers can sweep away ashes.

Snow-capped mountains to grasslands.

Throw yourself into the sea. Let me kiss every inch of the world's skin.

If you can't get there.

Can you burn yourself.

Snow Mountain Love Song

Text: Eagle Song. Flowing eagle shadows.

Reflected in the jade-like snowfield.

Beauty Soma.

Open in the holy snow-capped mountains.

Only when the blue sky is pure.

Only then will the eagle soar.

Only when the spring breeze comes.

Soma will bloom.

Handsome young man.

It's like the sturdy eagle.

Innocent girl.

It's like the shy Soma.

Only when Soma is in full bloom and the buckwheat is fragrant.

The guy will be happy.

Only when the eagle soars and the blue sky is pure.

Ah Mei will dance skirts.

The guy is happy, and my sister is tempted.

Sister dance skirt. The guy was intoxicated.

Return, Niu

Text: Eagle Song. Soma is red.

Hey, Niu. What are you**.

Last night. In my dreams, I have you carrying the water.

Grandma is on the edge of the ridge.

Caress the golden buckwheat.

I thought it was your dowry.

Hey, Niu. What are you**.

The big eagle that circled.

Please tell her.

I'm waiting for her to come back.

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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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