Poems of Gu Cheng

Era: Modern and contemporary

Author: Gu Cheng

Work: I am the son of dusk

Content:

——Written in the past unfortunate years

I am the son of dusk

I woke up under the golden sky

Crying happily, and Smiling sadly

The night lowered its long skirt

I was betrayed

Who knows how much I sold

Only the moon It fell from the fingers

It made the blood freeze - it was a counterfeit currency

A complexion as soft as clay

Buried my heart and name< /p>

My soul that longs for vibration

Only the whip cultivates rows of ridges

Continuously being wet and dried

The rift spreads in my memory

But the jib still wants to take me away

The reflected light is like a fan-shaped sandbar

The sea uses the toothless wind

p>

With pale and curly wavy hair

The iron shackles of the dark clouds closed quickly

They wanted to take me to heaven

But I belong to the night

It is a slave and an inviolable private property

Like teeth that firmly belong to the gums

I was embedded in a grinding room

I am turning time

In the shadow, crushing the phosphorus fire

Then the earth also began to faint

The changed-voiced axis recited the Bible

The small windows cut out of the bluestone

Due to repetition, they became a row

Maybe they were lost fireflies

Lighted up My tears

This is the gaze of the morning star

Wrapped around my arm, like a fine silver bracelet

My heavy eyes finally lifted

She lowered her pale eyelashes

I am the son of dusk

Fell in love with the daughter of Dongfang Dawn

But I can only stare and cannot talk.

In the middle is a huge corpse bed in the dark

"Farewell" (In the spring, I wave my handkerchief)

Gu Cheng

In In spring,

I wave my handkerchief,

Do you want me to go away,

or will I return immediately?

No, nothing,

Not because of anything,

Like falling flowers in the water,

Just like falling flowers on flowers Dew...

Only the shadow understands,

Only the wind can experience it,

Only the sighing colorful butterflies startle,

Still in love Flying in the air...

"Far and Near"

Gu Cheng

You,

look at me for a while,

< p>Look at the clouds for a while.

I think,

When you look at me, I am far away,

When you look at the clouds, they are very close.

"A Generation"

Gu Cheng

The night gave me black eyes

But I use them to find light

"Alley"

Gucheng

Alley

Curved and long

No door

No window

I took an old key

Knocking on the thick wall

"Mountain Shadow"

Gu Cheng

In the shadow of the mountain

An ancient warrior appeared

Arriving a horse

The road disappeared around him

He turned into a relief

Into a variety of stories

Today I am like a devil

Tomorrow I am an angel

"A Slight Hope"

< p>I and countless

unhatched pebbles

were built together

The blue river crawled over

and swallowed us up

I spit it out again

Nothing else

I just hope that the grass can extend its shadow

《 "The Rain"

The clouds were gray

It could never be washed away

We opened our umbrellas

It simply blackened the sky< /p>

In the slowly floating night

There are two pairs of double stars

It seems that they have no fixed orbit

They are just far away and sometimes close.... ..

"Bubbles"

Two free bubbles

Rising from the depths of the dream sea...

The hazy silver mist

dissipates in the breeze

I am like a child

holding tightly on you who are gradually blurring

A vain attempt to bring the bubble back to the real land

"Feeling"

The sky is gray

The road is gray

The building is gray

The rain is gray

In the ashes

Two children walked past

< p>A bright red

A light green

"Arc"

The bird turns quickly in the strong wind

The boy went to pick up

a penny

The tentacles of the grapevine extended due to fantasy

The waves retreated

The raised back

"Evasion"

Through the standing rocks

I

went towards Coast

"Say it

I understand the languages ????of the whole world"

The sea smiled

Show me

The swimming bird

The flying fish

The singing beach

The eternal doubt

But not Say something

"Case"

Dark night

Like groups after groups

Masked people

Quietly Approach

Then walk away

I lost my dream

Only the tiniest pennies left in my pocket

"I was robbed "

I said to the sun

The sun went to chase the night

and was chased by another group of nights

< p>In the sunset

In the sunset,

You purse your lips tightly:

"Only a quarter of an hour"

That is to say, tragedy is unfolding now.

"Ten years, a hundred years!"

"Thousands of miles, thousands of miles!"

Suddenly you smiled mischievously,

Revealed his true age.

"I forgot something."

"Well, I must have forgotten something."

We never figured it out,

The sun has quietly rested.

Blink

In that wrong era, I had such an "illusion".