It's okay to have a long wind.
Blow a little harder.
The spirit of freedom.
Grow with the waves.
The big waves wash the sand, and only push the quality ones
People who are familiar with the sea
The dove flew back from the sky.
In narrow windows, in and out.
They cooed and told people I was back!
One by one, farmers returned from the sugar cane fields, the stars and the sea.
The shiny grains of salt on the face shimmered.
They speak in tongues that no one understands.
From morning till night, act according to the norms of your ancestors.
The wizard stands in the wind, giving a heavy twilight.
Tell about the kingdom of light, ** the edge of the sky.
The speed of the meteor shower .........
In my south.
People who are familiar with the sea grow old quickly, they have no age, because the sky is eternal, they have no eyes, and their empty eyes are like a church.
Ma Li: Poet and artist. His artistic practice includes easel painting, abstract ink, sonnets and prose. Today Art Museum in Beijing and Peking University won the Excellence Award of the 2017 "Abstract Beijing" New Contemporary Abstract Art Exhibition, the Excellence Award of the 2018 "Beijing Summer Exhibition", the 2nd Chinese Women's Literature Award, the 1st China New Classic Poetry Award, and the 2018 China-Star Poet of the Year Award. He has published 18 works.
I love you
I love you, my house, my fire.
My ear of rice at the end of my rope.
My pain stems from squandering my years before you.
I ask: every flowing twilight.
How many endless mornings have been buried.
Which village died of remembrance.
Which one of the forgiven flesh has fallen into the red dust?
I love you, my tearful brother.
Those silky lives never went far.
When all patience becomes a mountain.
The sun and the moon are like a shuttle.
Please forgive me for being so busy day and night on the road to mourning.
You see the youth in my arms dripping like a river.
The rivers and mountains I complained about have stabilized a desolation again.
What a blessing that is.
I devour the tireless red dust and devour the sin.
Forgive me for being so small.
I am a person who has lived through spring after spring.
That's all I can do to love you-
My meadow, my lamb.
The good guys and the bad guys in the depths of my destiny.
Female, member of the Chinese Writers Association. Contracted writer of Anhui Provincial Academy of Literature. He participated in the 28th Youth Poetry Meeting of the Poetry Society.
Hide your face and weep
Stars overhead, cutting through the night.
Let the hidden things start to flow.
Hide your face and weepI am a person who has love.
Love is boiling hot, burning through each other.
But he saw himself in the scattered ashes.
Silence hangs over me tonight.
Is it calm or undercurrent?
How many girls have been woken up by the plum blossoms by the earthen wall.
How similar the pain of all things is.
The secrets of the embrace are the most secret.
If you can't stay together, then go your separate ways.
Ma Wenxiu: A member of the Chinese Writers Association, his works have been published in newspapers and periodicals such as "People's Literature", "Poetry Magazine", "Chinese Writers", "Shanghai Literature", and participated in the 39th Youth Poetry Conference of "Poetry Magazine".
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