Hong modern poetry

The Rainbow

The quicksand is downward, and the rain is unrestrained, and the tears can't be collected

The clouds are light, the fog is scattered, and the sky is gradually clear

Those grass that can't be trampled on often set themselves on fire, and all of them squeeze into heaven

Dreams can be abandoned, but hardships can be endured

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poison

sticky flowers make grass.

Who is quietly causing some troubles

The colorless and tasteless love poison spreads rapidly

It is hard to breathe.

break the name with a lump in my throat

The grave is back in the water, and the sun is still full

But I can't bear to delete it. Some sadness stuck in the underwater sound

The shadows pass through empty thoughts

I groan with a piece of moonlight

I will never leave.

Dream

Happiness is always so sad

A piece of blue drops from alfalfa flowers

Together with my glasses

taken away by the wind, I can't bear to look back

The path we once joined hands, and there is a vague' back'

Who brought you in? On a moonlit night

Let me write the same name

Sort it out.