Are there any poems about trains?

Song of the train

-Here you are

The train carries the speed you want, but it's not.

Where you want to go. This is a bit frustrating.

Lose a sense of direction. You said the clouds were drifting south.

I said sunrise in the east. Maybe it's consistent

But the train runs very fast. In the drizzle, the speed was distorted.

Alas! How can I not doubt the train?

Run with Huaner; You must have overlooked the orbit itself.

Iron products are easy to rust, corrode and loosen.

Like our bodies. If you are not careful, you will jump out.

Zhi Zhi. It is either barren or painful.

If you have scissors in your hand, you hesitate to stare blankly.

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There is a gap between heaven and earth.

The lights flashed again and again, and the night was dark

About indescribable hallucinations

The surrounding scenery

Pass this dark green train.

The face on the window glass coincides with it.

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A fast and cool train

Snow-capped mountain acupuncture points penetrating the lung of forest.

Race with flying sheep on the fragrant grassland

The crystal orbit is an infinite extension of the next sentence.

In the process of interpretation, the soundtrack also sounded.

Seven-hole bone flute and eight-hole mud bowl are used as transparent solvents.

Melted the rippling cricket and the silent guqin.

Miyachi symbols are arranged line by line with humorous codes.

The train sped past the edge of the code box.

Elegant fingers like orchids

Stay above the OK button.

Someone was standing on the smooth roof of the carriage.

The wind is blowing a white cloak with a totem.

It contrasts with long black hair.

Cloudless rain in Wan Li.

There are no water drops, but all the petals are deep red.

Knife eyebrows wear clouds, and smiles stretch for thousands of miles.

Bold singing challenges the illusory height.

Fatal passion debunks old lies.

The chivalrous man who lived a long time ago is called an unemployed man today.

Chivalry is alienated into a middle class that keeps changing jobs.

If I want to do it, I can do it, so why not?

Look at the gentleman with a birdcage strolling slowly around the annual rings.

The ancient bell tower shouted in despair during the weathering process.

They watched the rich young so-called hooligans play the piano.

He stood on the high-speed train.

Disappear at the end of the unknown light in classical physics

The two o'clock train in the morning

Beijing time

two in the morning

The southbound train didn't sleep

Run like hell

Hum

the last carriage

Sitting with some living people.

Be called a person

Sleep like a monk

A few long nights in Wan Li

There are no spark lights.

Wail like a ghost, howl like a wolf-scream and howl like crazy

even

Shanmei rotate

Profile (of a person)

Breathing, heartbeat and feeling

Be swallowed up by death

The train is running.

Hum

The human head will turn.

A hole opened.

Swallow clouds with fire.

Spit fog

The legendary eye of the monster

There are two lights coming straight.

in the dark

The way of eating people.

The night is slightly silent.

withdraw

I heard it overhead.

Nothing

A fly hit the glass.

seemingly

I am awake.

A hellish haze.

Hell is running.

Hum

It seems like a century has passed.

Listen and then

Some bodies began to stand.

A shadow spinning like a ghost

Some vocal cords try to scream.

Announce sth

Some suitcases and handbags

Knock it off the luggage rack

Squeeze away

Some black is very heavy.

Follow the shadow of activity

reach

Sit like a stupid monk

Some hands

Crazy swing

Outside the window.

Some hands

Crazy swing

in the car

The legendary eye of the monster

Direct again.

Two lamps

in the dark

Looking for prey

Like eating people.

So I closed my eyes.

Put up with half a toe

dead

Sit like a monk

Hell is working again.

Hum

The living and the dead here

In the silent night