A big storm is brewing.
Dark clouds crushed the city and destroyed it.
Demons roam the city.
Dark clouds are piling up in the sky.
It's like talking to the devil on the ground
Confrontation and provocation
We came to the ghost town.
It seems ready.
Is to talk to the devil
Let's have a fight.
The devil grinned.
Dancing happily-gesturing happily
In all kinds of exaggerated gestures
make a false show of strength
Trying to scare us away.
Enter the ghost town.
Where are we going?
Dark clouds in the sky followed.
Weird dark clouds
Like a whirlwind of heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals
Yelling at the devil on the ground
Wait for our call.
Conquer the devil
Demons have practiced here for generations.
They never leave the ghost town.
This is the range designated by God for them.
Ghost city also has a welcome and farewell party.
For hundreds of millions of years
How many cyclamen come to visit?
Ghost city has no ledger.
We walk.
take
What's left?
July 20 19 Participated in the 2nd China Kunlun Writers Forum in Xinjiang? The 6th China Poets Summit and the 10th Poetry Line: China Poetry Club and Damei Xinjiang Series Activities. On 24th, I visited a ghost town in Xinjiang. On Sunday, August 1 1, Poetry rested in Beidaihe.