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It is said that a wanderer in his early years always takes a handful of soil from his hometown before he leaves. In the hearts of wanderers, every grass, tree and flower in my hometown is the witness of my ancestors' footprints, and the land is endowed with the connotation of my ancestors' spirit. That land is hometown, relatives, local accent and homesickness, and bits and pieces of memory. I read this poem by Yu Guangzhong in a book, and I don't even know if it is the full text. But there is no denying that this is a poem praising the soil!
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Three generations
Author/Cang Kejia
children
Bathe in the mud
dad
Sweat in the soil
grandpa
Bury in the soil
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The dirt hidden under my nails, I
? Recognize my motherland-mother
-A lot of "in Britain"
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This poem can't be found on the Internet. The only mistake is that I stopped at the wrong place.
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This is what I read. You can also search for keywords: poems of the earth. On a website called "misty rain and red dust", a large number of types have appeared, and the quality can also be seen.
And I often go to the "Poetic Life" forum to search: there is no relevant type of soil, but there are several poems with soil as the key word. Attach a song to see:
soil
Author/Mu Xiaoxiao
All great ideas
Never easy to be understood by the secular.
Like the dirt under our feet
Be trampled by countless people
Even sealed with concrete.
Concrete is noisy in sunlight and rain.
The earth is silent in darkness and cold.
But it doesn't admit defeat.
Confidence is more eternal than concreteness.
From ancient times to the present, it is it.
The skeleton containing all the great ideas.
And concrete is just separated from it.
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Good luck finding something useful!