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Appreciation of China's new poems
Liu Liu/Xu Hong/Gibei/Gu Changfu/Huayang
Liu Buzhu (1980-), whose real name is Liu Dongsheng. Xiangcheng, Henan Province. He is the author of a collection of poems, The Stone.
The soul hangs upside down in the treetops.
It's actually a group of people.
In the wilderness, become a leaf.
The wind threw it into the boundless sky.
Peel off from the meat.
The scales of love, hate, sadness and joy unfold in the sun.
Sunbathing in the sun, like a fisherman after netting.
A group of people are willing to be taken in and raised in the wilderness.
Low forest
From one tree to another, as time goes by.
The soul hangs upside down in the desolate treetops,
Waiting for arrival
Another self, take it away.
(From: Liu Buzhu Sina Blog)
[Appreciation]
This poem is chilling to read. A group of people or a person, when we harvest ourselves, many times, the world is barren. A group of people here is actually just a beautiful metaphor. More often, it is actually a person. Of course, what is even more hateful is that when you find a few more people around you, they are all liars, lies or lies. Lovely poems are so black and blue. (half a volume of red dust/text)
Xu Hong (1965-), female, pen name Bai Xue. Anhui people. He is the author of a collection of poems, such as Lips of Water.
Mei Wei
Keep shoulder to shoulder. Quiet, old times.
Gentle, kind and beautiful. Our world is clear and clean.
Hidden in Silence ...
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