The crops have not been harvested yet.
My son lies in my arms.
Sleep so soundly
Tonight's open-air movie
There's no time to watch.
My wife reminded me
Repair sewing machine pedal
I'm going to my neighbor's house tomorrow
Borrow more money
The child cried all day.
Make a fuss about eating cookies
Blue polyester coat
The pain goes straight to the heart.
Squat on the edge of the pond
Give yourself two punches.
This is from my father's diary.
This is his legacy from his youth.
Prose poems left behind
Years later, I watched tears flow down.
My father is getting old.
In 1994,
The crops have been harvested.
My old mother died last year.
My son ran into the campus in a white shirt.
But he has something on his mind recently.
I lost a big circle.
Think about the future.
I will always be a pile of old paper money.
Son at that time
Is a real man.
There is a lovely girl.
Established a home with him.
I hope they are not alive.
So difficult
This is from my father's diary.
This is the legacy of his life.
Prose poems left behind
Years later, I watched tears flow down.
But my father is old.
This is from my father's diary.
This is the legacy of his life.
Prose poems left behind
Years later, I watched tears flow down.
But my father is missing.
Like an old newspaper.
This is a generation.
Footprints left behind
After several storms
It's about to erase the trace.
This land once made me cry.
It buried the sad past of many people.
2. Prose Poems Written by Father is a song sung by singer Li Jian in the 8th Singer Competition. The original song was sung, written by Dong, composed and arranged.