Always wrapped in that
An old gray jacket.
Never seemed to realize it.
Boring chat
Sometimes, even
Cann't lock the greedy mouth
I'm drunk.
Bailing's singing is also admirable.
The elegance of peacock
Fantasy, tied to the feather tip of reality, is pressing your feet inch by inch.
Full of worries about pests
sparrow
The wind is not afraid of cold.
Snow is not afraid of cold.
Sparrows are in the field.
Listen to the high-voltage lines whizzing by.
The insect was stung.
Grain and grass have been stored.
The smoke in the kitchen has also gone up.
Stay away from the country house.
Pity the bird.
Where to settle down?
Sparrow poetry
2023/02/03 Classic Articles
Sparrow Poems (Selected 20 Poems)
Laughter from white hell
Text/Mahayana Poetry Society
Snowflakes are telling crows the law of approaching beauty.
Sparrows, big and small, trying to catch their dreams are laughing.
Laugh at the ignorance of snowflakes and the stupidity of crows.
Laugh at the narrowness of the world and the meanness of the sun
The crow couldn't help laughing.
Snowflake professional gives two crows two mouths.
Sparrows and sparrows still want to laugh.
Snowflakes winked at sparrows.
Sparrows converge their nerves.
Before the crops are ripe
Someone sprayed a long-lasting pesticide in the field.
Hungry sparrows are eating residual pesticides.
No one survived the sparrow disaster.
The whole area belonging to sparrows
None of the sparrows have realized their dreams.
The crow woke up and cried sadly in the tree.
Snowflakes shed tears of pity.
Laughter from white hell
Decorate the world with mystery
Like a dark night sky.
The avenue is silent and can't be seen everywhere.
Snowflakes are floating, without a trace of snow.
Liang Jiuming's The Old House
In the morning, open the door.
I am used to seeing the poplars in the yard first.
Every day, there are a group of sparrows in the tree.
Shouting at each other.
Look at me.
Although it snowed last night.
This morning is no exception.
I know what they are waiting for.
Whenever pigs are fed to chickens.
They will fly down.
Pick up food scraps.
Then fly to other places to feed.
I don't know how long and how far it will take.
To fill their little bellies.
A flock of sparrows are flying in the wind.
One by one fell on the snow.
Sink like a stone.
For sparrows, I
It really doesn't help.