Editor's note: Temples are Buddhist buildings. The author of the poem "A Temple Submerged by Wormwood" writes about a temple being submerged by wormwood and his feelings. Let's take a look.
Is the end of the world coming?
Or do you want to cover up something? Or clarify something?
You, the creator of creation Embarrassing God, bringing shame to the silent earth
The wizard who flooded a temple with wormwood
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He wanted to put the Loess Plateau into this green net bag
Or should we stop the kiss of snowflakes
The blooming of flowers and the fragrance of lilies?
Give the mountains a bridal veil
Like a ninety-nine daughter red, squatting on a standing hill?
Or should the rocks on the shore hold down the undulating heartbeat of the mountains and rivers
Use the chilling time again , Separate the ice
So that the races hidden in the rivers and schools of fish
can swim and collude without being noticed by the wind?
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Oh, forget it, hide a village in the snow
Even without a window
A ray of light cannot shut out the spring light of the coming year.
When the temple bells ring, the clearness of the clouds rises from the morning light
Those falling stars,? crackle?
Ignite the cold frost Blocked Artemisia
It seems like there are gods everywhere, and Buddha’s light is everywhere!
Author: Yang Huijuan
Public account: Southwest Contemporary Writers Magazine
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