Overflowing my mind.
Water level. Zhang Chunlin
Zhang Chunlin, a native of Yibin, Sichuan, a member of the Chinese Poetry Society, a member of the Sichuan Writers Association, has poems published in "Chinese Writers", "October", "Stars", "Yalu River" and other publications, and is the author of a collection of poems "The Moon Gives Perfection to the World".
Hearts
I store my thoughts in the river.
Jiang is even heavier.
And I am light and fluttering, and I often walk by the river.
When it rises just right.
I'm happy. When it overflowed the water level in my heart.
I'm sad. When it subsides.
Bare and bony patches.
And I was ashamed.
Look at the snow
Look at the snow in the south. Like a wanderer returning home.
I'm looking at the snow in front of my house.
Thought it could be from homesickness.
Pick out one or two appropriate sentences for dinner.
However, throughout the afternoon.
I couldn't help myself.
It almost consumed the memory of the wanderer's life.
Spring is coming
On a dirt trail in the wilderness.
The crowd traveled cautiously.
The seeds work hard in the dirt.
The girls are freshly dressed.
Magnolia petals that open in the first place.
The chill put away the silver needle.
People don't talk so harshly in the wind anymore.
I borrowed a few birdsong and put it to my lips.
Gently call out your nickname.
Hometown
Like an egg hatching in a bird's nest.
Grow up and become dandelions.
A swarm of bees scattered to the north and south of the world.
And because of some kind of darkness.
Reunion. They stood in the midst of the roar of a machine.
On top of a high-rise building that is about to be completed.
Wipe the sweat off your face.
It could also be tears.
Say it in the loudest voice.
We are a production team.
Old**
You don't have to move.
Stillness can also be breathtakingly beautiful.
The whirlpool in the river freezes.
The clouds it was about to take have fled to heaven.
Jiang Yong's people shouted the boatman's horn from a thousand years ago.
You can't hear them, but you can see them spitting blue water.
The iron bridge that was built in the early days of liberation.
Still shining strong.
Suddenly, I jerked to my feet.
A train is coming on from **.
Rumble towards me.
Drinkers
The more you drink, the thirstier you get.
It is the truth that the night groped out.
Flesh and blood, stumbling.
Knock over everything that is sober.
The drinker, when sober, hates himself.
Blame others when you're drunk.
When alcohol addiction hits.
You can have 10,000 reasons to do it.
You see, he is in the name of wine that can sober up.
He picked up the big cup again.
Match
Someone raised his hand.
The sky on the index finger.
From ancient times sent lightning and thunder.
A cannon rolls over the mountains.
Hit the prime minister who was plowing in the corner of the field.
The creep gasped in the lunge, but refused to turn back.
He knew it.
When you cross the river, you can turn it into a car.
A horse is already in the sweat of the palm.
Struggling for a long time. It's just as clear.
Once the Chu River is jumped.
It will be in the slanting sun of the Han realm.
Loss of front hooves. And at this moment, the marshal who lost his own soldiers.
Running back and forth in the tent.
He couldn't make up his mind.
In the end, whether to give up on yourself or not.
Go and save an old car.
Yes
Three crickets, one male and two female.
On a solitary peak off the beaten track.
It's hard to crack.
Undisciplined fights are sometimes deadlier.
Eventually, the male cricket collapsed with a bang.
Two female crickets wiped their tears.
While moving it into the grass.
Male crickets have their skin peeled open.
But his eyes were closed.
It ends with its own death.
Kept all the secrets.
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