Cherry is delicious, planting trees, wanting to enjoy happiness, opening canals,
Tie the rope around your waist and drill, and the cannon will shake the earth.
Red flag canal water enters the field, and the seedlings grow green and colorful.
A power station will be built in Fentouling, and lights will be installed in every household.
As soon as the sun goes down, the switch is turned on and the radio set sings.
Iron cows run around and everyone laughs.
Sweet comes from bitter, and red flowers bloom every year.
Drinking wine that is not intoxicating and talking out of line.
My hand is in your palm.
Some people call it a happy life.
Sometimes I look up in confusion.
Look at the highest treetops—
There, three or two egrets flew over in horror.
Memories are sometimes cut off.
Memories are sometimes cut off, just like streams.
Just like an old man talking about life and death.
Understatement, but missed the greatest event.
When I was an apprentice, the factory had already been razed to the ground.
My first love.
I'll never see him again in my life.
Now, my life is only running and forgetting.
The popular river I walked through.
Memories fly away with birds.
I closed my mouth, silent and lonely.
Always silent and lonely.
A few suggestions
If we still have strength, please don't talk to me about love.
dear
Let's fill up the white wine and drink it.
If we can meet again, with that wonderful person.
dear
It's best not to meet at the fishy food market.
If we work all day, we are still poor.
dear
You might as well dig your inner gold mine.
If we are middle-aged, we have never betrayed.
Oh, dear.
You wasted most of your life.
If we die unsatisfied and go to a road.
dear
You should learn to give up the bright road.
If we are white-haired, stay together to keep warm.
Ah, dear.
Please help me dust the cuffs.
Strolling in Century Park
Sisters walk, stop and go
The roadside lights are flickering.
Prynne and Ruxue, ask and answer.
We talk about
How far is eternal love?
The statue stood solemnly, and the lake remained motionless.
There was no answer in the noisy crowd.
How many people think they know ever-changing things?
The stars twinkle over the park.
We can't even name them.
Surprised
I don't want to see that.
I shouldn't have seen that.
I broke into houses.
Shouldn't break into the forbidden zone of fate.
I thought life was clear and the earth was full of compassion.
Only to find that everyone has blood on their heads.
I suddenly covered my face tightly.
No, I didn't see anything.
A bird flying very low blinded my eyes!
A nail
Mrding looked at it carefully.
No problem, the boss is very sharp.
rigid body
But I just can't nail it in.
Mrding was a little annoyed.
It's not just Mrding who feels uneasy.
A nail won't go in.
but
A nail
I don't know where to nail it.
The nail factory where Mrding works.
auction
Son, junior year is not over yet.
Daughter, very sensible
"Dad, graduated from high school.
I will make money. "
Mrding listened, secretly crying.
Mrding knows.
Mrding, Mrding.
This nail
Do you still need it?
* Hammer *
At home in Mrding.
Nails for various purposes
There have never been a few
And the used one is worn out.
Put the hammer aside
Ups and downs.
In a white bottle with dry fire.
Time is up, Mrding.
Put all the nails
Throw it away and put the hammer of vicissitudes of life
Throw it away, too, and put it on a white wall
Knock yourself down
Throw it outside the wall.
The mother of her son has tears in her eyes.
Picked up the hammer of vicissitudes of life
Mrding
oneself
He came back by himself.
* Son *
Mrding thinks.
The son is a nail.
Double pointed nail
Such a precise imagination
Thanks for 30 years.
The nail has penetrated Mrding's bone marrow.
As a son,
Outside is a wall, home.
This is another wall, Mrding thought.
Thinking, Mrding had another drink and fell down.
Sleep, tomorrow, nails
Still have to pull it up.
* Cup *
This cup is transparent.
The liquid in the cup is like blood.
The imagination of blood excited Mrding.
Blood is no different from coffee in essence.
The window is warm, and Mrding is a little tired.
The cup floats and jumps vaguely.
Snowflakes are flying outside the window, wrapped in coats and rushing by.
Pedestrians, rising chills, Mrding suo suo body.
Luckily, the coffee was hot and Mrding took a sip.
Keep your eyes on the cup. The cup is transparent.
One morning, Mrding felt busy.
In the morning, it's over. Lunch is very tempting.
* Chair *
For Mrding, the chair.
He has been his closest companion for twenty years.
Twenty years ago, this chair belonged to someone else.
Mrding also belongs to others, and this process has already begun.
It all ends the same, Madam President.
What a wonderful wand, abstract.
Abstract, inaccurate and accurate.
Mrding is old, and his chair is smooth and shiny.