Night
In the night
I have suffered three times: wandering love survival
I have been happy three times: poetry throne sun
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Living in the precious world
Living in the precious world
The sun is strong
The water waves are gentle
Layer by layer White clouds cover me
I
step on the green grass
I feel like I am a completely clean black earth.
Living in this precious world
Splashing mud
Flapping cheeks
Living in this precious world
Human beings are as happy as plants
Love is as happy as rain
The corpse is the beginning of the soil again
The corpse is neither anger nor disease
It contains fatigue, sadness and genius
——Haizi's "King of Land"
Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming--Haizi
From tomorrow on, be a happy person
< p>Feed horses, chop firewood, travel around the worldFrom tomorrow on, care about food and vegetables
I have a house facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming
From tomorrow onwards, communicate with every relative
Tell them my happiness
What the happy lightning told me
I will tell everyone
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Give every river and every mountain a warm name
Stranger, I also wish you well
May you have a brilliant future
May your lover eventually get married
May you be happy in this world
I just want to face the sea, with spring flowers blooming
Haizi is not First mention of death in his poetry.
September
A field of wild flowers on the grassland where the gods died
The wind in the distance is farther than the distance
My The sound of the piano is sobbed and there are no tears
I return this far distance to the grassland
One is called horse head and the other is horse tail
The sound of the piano is sobbed that there are no tears
In the distance, there is only a field of wild flowers gathered in death
The bright moon is like a mirror hanging over the grassland, reflecting the millennium years
My piano music is sobbed and my tears are gone
Hitting a horse across the grassland alone
Perhaps, Haizi’s last chapter can give us the last memory of him.
In spring, ten Haizi
In spring, all ten Haizi are resurrected
In the bright scenery
Laughing at this barbaric and Sad Haizi
Why did you sleep for so long?
In spring, ten Haizi roar lowly
Dance and sing around you and me
Tangle your black hair, ride on you and fly away Go, the dust is flying
The pain of being split fills the earth
In spring, the savage and vengeful Haizi
This is the only one left, the last one< /p>
This is the son of the night, immersed in winter, devoted to death
Unable to extricate himself, loving the empty and cold countryside
Where the grain is piled high, Cover the windows
Half of them are used for the mouths, eating and stomachs of a family of six
Half are used for agriculture, they reproduce themselves
The strong wind comes from the east Blowing to the west, blowing from north to south, ignoring the night and dawn
What exactly do you mean by dawn