mother
I sleep less and less.
Dreams are getting longer and longer.
mother
Time is in my heart.
Hang up the midnight clock.
The blood of the body and bones I got from you.
It's too hot.
Mom, I get drunk when I think about you.
Mom, I'm going to bed.
Mom, I miss you.
Knowledge expansion:
On the internet, this poem was circulated with a tramp with a beard, so it was naturally recognized as a tramp's work by default.
Barefoot tramps, perhaps under a makeshift bridge, handwritten calligraphy, sad poems, naturally, this poem with these elements is also considered to be a portrayal of some kind of reality and a cry of some kind of suffering.
Punching Jia Shao, stepping on Yu Xiuhua, and being a master among the people made the charm of this poem reach its peak. Recently, this sad poem was painted with a layer of white paint, giving it many intangible values that do not belong to it.
On August 15, a top journalist talked with the poet Jaco. Jaco said he knew about it, saying that the place he wrote at that time was really inappropriate. "This poem is under the train bridge, and there are many people coming and going. It is really unsafe for many people to take pictures after the fire some time ago, which also affects traffic, so it is normal to say that it is erased. "
Recently, this poem written under a bridge in Zhengzhou has attracted the attention of netizens. Many people were moved by the desire expressed in the poem. Many people commented: "My eyes are moist" and "This love for my mother is touching, and I can't live without my mother". Poetry-related topics in "Opening the Bridge" quickly reached the multi-platform hot list, with the reading volume exceeding 600W+. Bridge opening, where this poem is located, has also become a "punch-in point among network celebrities", and many netizens go to punch in and take photos.
According to the headlines, this poem was written in May 2023 13. The day before Mother's Day, the painter Zhang Boyi stood barefoot in the bridge opening and wrote this poem. In the face of the popularity of poetry, Zhang Boyi once responded: the fire was unexpected, and I didn't expect it to cause so many people to sing.