Pigeons (Hu Shi is a famous old guy) are cloudy and the sky is high. What a late autumn weather! There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air. Look at them in twos and threes, circling back and forth. They seem to have meaning. Suddenly, they turn over, reflecting the sunshine, and the white is against the blue sky. It's beautiful! Old crow (Hu Shi) I got up early in the morning and stood in the corner of someone else's house crying dumb. People hate me and say I'm unlucky: I won't mumble to please others! The cold wind has been tight for two days, and there are no branches to live in. Flying around all day, cold and hungry all day. I can't fly for others; Can't call a family on the bamboo pole, earn a Freddie Wong! Whitebait (Shizhe Village) is a whitebait in the vegetable market and a Turkish-style bathing place for women. Whitebait, piled into soft white bed towels, charming little eyes came from all directions. The first love girl whitebait is about to confess. Snake (Feng Zhi) My loneliness is a snake, silent. If you dream about it, don't be afraid! It is my faithful companion, with warm homesickness in my heart; It misses the thick grassland-the thick black silk on your head. Just like the shadow of the moon passing you gently. It takes away your dreams, like a crimson flower. South China Tiger (Han Niu) I saw a tiger in the small zoo in Guilin. I crowded in the twittering crowd and looked at the tiger in the cage through two bars. I looked for a long time, but I never saw the colorful face and fiery eyes of the tiger. The tiger in the cage lay quietly in a corner, with its back to the timid and desperate audience. Some people threw stones at it, some people shouted at it sharply, and some people tried to persuade it to ignore it! The long, thick tail fluttered leisurely. Oh, tiger, tiger in cage, have you ever dreamed of the vast forest? Is the spirit of humiliation twitching? Or do you want to beat those poor and ridiculous audiences with your tail? Your strong legs spread out in all directions, and I see that every toe and paw of yours is broken and thick with blood! Were your toes and claws taken alive? Or because of grief and indignation, you used your same broken teeth (I heard that your teeth were sawed off with an old hacksaw) to crush them with hot blood ... I saw a bloody gully on the gray concrete wall in the iron cage, which was as dazzling as lightning ... I finally understood ... I left the zoo in shame and heard the roar of the earth in a trance. An unruly soul flew over my head and left. I saw flaming eyes with stripes. And huge, broken, bloody toes and claws! June 1973 Firefly moth is a dead candle beside the candle, and the cold light of blue mist blown by the wind will never be buried in a rainy night. I really should sing for your own lighthouse. This bird (Chen) carries the sun, clouds and wind ... so your wings are lighter. When you dance lightly, the earth can't remember. The spring of the soul you brought from my lonely window is a blue sky. From my tired shoulders, I unloaded a heavy burden: humiliation, hard work ... several prison winters. Cover everything completely and sing with your joyful song; Your singing. Climbing on your light wings, my life seems to turn into a cloud, flying in the sky carefree. 1April 26th, 945, Jade Bird in Panxi, Chongqing (Zi Rong), from a long time ago-humans have been looking for Jade Bird, Jade Bird, where are you? The young man said: The bluebird is on Cupid's arrow cluster. The middle-aged man said: The bluebird is accompanied by the "horse gate". The old man said: don't forget that the bluebird has a pair of flying wings ... 1950 geese (Li Bai) We are still alive, and we have to fly in the boundless sky and horizon to tease us to live in the distance for a long time. The constant pursuit feels that it is close at hand, but it is still so far away from the sky, or the vastness of the sky that our ancestors flew over is like a constant reminder that we are still like the wings of our ancestors. Drum in the Wind continues a will to fall into an endless nightmare between black land and blue sky. The future is just a horizon that teases us. We will die slowly in the chase, and death will be as cold as the sunset. Still want to fly, continue to hang in the middle of the endless cliff, lonely as a leaf in the wind, Leng Yun looked at us coldly. Scarab (Xinyu) hits the right head and flies in. The shrill cry of a scarab flies back and forth, making the pain of life eternal. Scarabs fly around and eat the beauty of life. Not at all. Ruthless leopard (Xin Yu) A leopard crouched in the wilderness. I don't know why many flowers are fragrant, many trees are green, and the sky is open and inclusive. This leopard, who once roared and preyed, didn't know what fragrant flowers were and what green trees were. I don't know why. A leopard crouched in the air. Flowers and trees are silent and the wilderness disappears. 1972. The giraffe (commercial bird) one. A young jailer found in every physical examination that the prisoner's body length was increasing every month behind his neck. He reported to the warden, "Sir, the window is too high!" " And the answer he got was: "No, they are looking forward to the years. "Kind young jailer, who doesn't know the appearance, birthplace and whereabouts of the years, goes to the zoo every night and patrols under the giraffe fence. Seagull (mute) turned the waves of the sea with little wings, and his body was clean and covered with dew. The slender beak of sunshine holds the starry sky and Wang Yang calls for against the tide and silent companion 1965 Beast of July (Huang Xiang). I am a hunted beast. I am a newly captured beast. I am a beast trampled by a beast. My age has dropped. I squinted, put my foot on the bridge of my nose and bit it until it was all that was left. Take my bones. Even if there is only one bone left, I will strangle my throat at this hateful age. 1968 snow fox (Lu) if a group of foxes come from the wilderness, it seems to be an ancient migration team, and their ears stand higher than the mountain peak. Listen carefully. This syllable makes winter colder. The fox in the snowfield looks more dazzling than the snow. A sleigh froze on the edge of the forest like a silent piano. Snow fox plucked the fragile strings with flexible and powerful steps. Look: How sharp the eyes of the heroine fox are. When the thin snowflakes gently touch their cheeks, the roses bloom slowly, like newly-married fireworks or elegant Xia Hong, which makes people unable to tell the mysterious phantom in the snow. A group of snow foxes follow the warm music of snowflakes and walk calmly. They don't know that they are afraid of the gentle trap hidden in the snowfield. The following plants, Cycas, Cycas, worked hard in the sky until the dry sunshine splashed on the wall and the dense king plantation showed a ferocious fist. A year later, it squeezed out the iron and blood song of the year before last, and the birds carved up the flowers in the air, leaving the remains of their rival in love. The situation here has been dry for so many years that the sun can't stop it. This ice is just a small bowl of cycads. It is a deserter from a busy plantation. It is a silent guide. Cycas have no home and never go out. The lovelorn person explodes the cycad and takes out the night. No violent king can escape from the cycads.
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