Standing on the land of hometown, modern poetry

After the long-distance bumps of trains and cars

I finally stood on the yellow land of my hometown.

In a green coal city

To the southwest

At the foot of Guanshan Mountain in the sunset.

Standing alone on the bare yellow land of my hometown

On the winding land

Clearly printed with a string.

My footsteps came from a distance.

You see

My beautiful image

My long hair.

My voice

With such steps.

Mingming stayed in the yellow land of his hometown.

Dear hometown yellow land

Miss my hometown yellow land

I don't have to look around at the moment.

Don't try to remember and imagine.

I finally stood on you.

Your blue sky is overhead.

Looking at your snow-white clouds

Set foot on your thick and warm land

Breathe your fresh and elegant air.

Warm eyes

be filled with joy

hometown

A place that vagrants miss day and night.

A wanderer who misses day and night in a foreign country is constantly calling in a foreign country.

There are leaves telling the roots and streams telling the sea.

There are clouds that love the homeland.

Standing in the naked hometown

Overlooking the quiet fields in the severe winter.

Suddenly, the stars filled the sky like fruits.

Only I have the peace of this hillside.

Only I am a happy cloud.

be filled with joy

Grateful eyes