Poem: Dumbbells

On a cold day

I hold a dumbbell and walk on the cold road

The dumbbell does not speak

I also use long silence to Replying to the baptism of cold winter

Only those birds measure the mountain scenery in the mainland

The birds speak——

We are only afraid of the "chugging" muskets

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As for dumbbells, they are not more powerful than fire sticks

Yes

In a big forest, there are all kinds of birds

Some birds see My self-defense weapon is so poor

It can’t compare to a slingshot

It can’t compare to a dagger that can be thrown out at any time

It can’t compare to the “Black Whirlwind” The two axes I was wielding

As a result, these birds became aggressive towards me

Some of them pooped on top of my head

Some suddenly flew away Dance on the dumbbells in my hands

Some tear my rough forehead with their vicious claws

Some shake the dirty feathers onto the porridge I am about to drink

Countless quiet nights

I whispered to the incompetent dumbbell

——Bear it! Let's just endure it!

Silence may be a kind of pain

Pursuing pain is an unforgettable memory

Heart-wrenching pain can be exchanged for the truest happiness

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Dumbbells are like two huge rocks at the end of the village

He was speechless

He acquiesced in a collection of classic books on life

He flipped through the pages of century style books Murano, who has gone through all the vicissitudes of life

Really, it’s time to wake up

It’s time to give up the accusation

It’s time to understand how to be alone

It’s time to incarnate A blue wave dealing with snipers

At the end of this year

I suddenly discovered

I am no longer the leader who moves forward bravely

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Become a stone monkey

Become a dumbbell that is indifferent to the world

Become a silly guy who is always careless