A beautiful modern long poem

Motherland-Haizi

I want to be a loyal son from afar

And temporary material lovers.

Like all poets who dream of horses.

I have to follow the path of martyrs and clowns.

Everyone put out the fire together, and I held it high alone.

This fire is a big flower, which falls to the sacred motherland.

Like all poets who dream of horses.

I spent my whole life in the dark.

This fire is the language of the great motherland, and it is a Liangshan walled city built of stones.

Dream of Dunhuang-the skeleton that will be cold in July.

Such as firewood with snow and hard snow strips across the mountain.

Like all poets who dream of horses.

I threw myself into this fire, and these three just imprisoned me and spit out bright lights.

Ten thousand people will go through my knife to build the language of the motherland.

I am willing to start from scratch.

Like all poets who dream of horses.

I'd also like to sit at the bottom of the prison.

Of all God's creations, only I am the most perishable.

With an irresistible death legacy

Only food is my baby, and I hold her tightly.

Hold her and have a baby in your hometown.

Like all poets who dream of horses.

I would also like to bury myself in the surrounding mountains.

See a quiet home

Facing the river, I am infinitely ashamed.

I wasted my years and felt very tired.

Like all poets who dream of horses.

Time flies, not a drop of water remains. A horse died.

If I am reborn on the shore of my motherland in a thousand years.

A thousand years later, I once again owned the rice fields in China.

And the snow-capped mountains of Zhou.

Like all poets who dream of horses.

I choose an eternal career.

My job is to be the life of the sun.

Throughout the ages-"Japan"-he is brilliant.

Like all poets who dream of horses.

Finally, it was carried into the immortal sun by the gods at dusk.

The sun is my name.

The sun is my life.

The top of the sun buried the body of poetry-the Millennium Kingdom and me.

Riding a 5,000-year-old phoenix and a dragon named Ma-I will fail.

But poetry itself will overcome the sun.